Last night, I spoke to three of my five little Valentines.
Jake had overdosed on chocolate. Just before I talked to him, he had flipped himself out of a chair. We did not talk for long. Plus, he was watching The Dukes of Hazard.
Earlier, Madison had left a message for me on her way to school, and last night as you would expect from a seven year old, she was sweet, but a little too busy to talk. "Can I call you back?"
Leddy, on the other hand, stuck with me.
I asked about Jack.
"He's good," she said.
I asked about school.
"It's good," she said.
I asked about her teacher.
"She's good," she said.
I was asking about something else, and she interrupted.
"Josh, everything is good!!!"
She was sweet. It made me happy. But I really think what she wanted to say was "SHUT UP!!! Stop asking me so many questions."
But for today, let's just go with it: Everything is good.