For all that they make me crazy(ier), I love my kids.

For a moment, I want to focus on the youngest – he is a great guy, with a good heart, a ready mind, and ADHD that keeps him going a mile a minute. At age thirteen, he is already big dude and will, in all likelihood, tower over the rest of the family within the next few years. When discussing this, he asked if (when the time was right) he could call his uncle (presently the tallest of the family) ‘Shorty.’ After a good laugh, we maintained that it would have to be ‘Uncle Shorty.’

It occurred to me that the aforementioned uncle holds a Masters Degree in Divinity, and (when he receives his call) he may become
‘The Reverend Uncle Shorty.’


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