Scene: Saturday morning. January. Freezing cold.
Me: Come on Boy 3 get in the car quickly.
Boy 3 (of 3): I’m coming.
Me: Hurry up. I’m in, belted up and the car is ready to go.
B3: I’m tired. I’ve been at football.
Me: I don’t understand how it can take so long just to get in and out of the car.
B3: Dad, I’m aching all over.
Me: I’m 51 years old. I always ache all over.
I love these precious family moments.