". . . little shall I grace my cause

In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience,

I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver . . ."

(William Shakespeare's Othello, I.iii.88-90)

Saturday, March 8, 2014

My Sweet Boy

"I love you so much, Mom. I promise I'll never leave you. When I go to college, I'll stay in town. By that time you and Dad will be getting elderly and will need help with the chores."

Said amid tears while brushing his teeth last night. I just love this kid (even if he thinks the fifties are elderly). I didn't tell him there is a good chance he will feel different in eight years. :*)

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