I think we’ve set a record. It happened today, weeks before
anyone would have expected it. I heard the two words I haven’t said since the
early ‘90s: “I’m bored.” Let the record show that this claim was made on the
sixth—yes, the sixth—day of summer
vacation. We’re not even into double digits yet.
I won’t reveal which of my kiddos uttered this blasphemous phrase.
Want to guess? I offered to remedy the situation by finding some cleaning for
this poor, bored soul to do. My offer was rejected and the complaint of boredom
has not been repeated. Yet.
But there’s always tomorrow…
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