Family Life

I had two messages on my voice mail at work today. The first was from Joel, around 11am, describing excitedly in breathless detail his success on the potty. At a certain age potty training is difficult, and small victories are to be celebrated. I can understand that.

The second message was from Daniel, sometime after 1pm, describing gleefully with much laughter how Joel had jumped, landed on his chin on the coffee table, and bit clean through his lip. Debbie filled in with, “and there was a lot of blood!” Disasters are exciting, especially when they happen to someone else. I can understand that.

When I got home that evening Joel didn’t seem particularly affected by the day’s adventures, other than having a big fat lip. Quite matter-of-fact about his good day, potty-wise, and not at all concerned about his lip. Daddy’s home? Great! Let’s make puzzles.

Oh, to be so even-keeled in the ups and downs of life!

PS: No photo today of potties or fat lips. Sorry.

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