Like Son Like Father
My wife, Audrey, and I had flown in to Philadelphia, to housesit for our son and daughter-in-law. They were away at an old friend’s wedding, and had left us in charge of our preschool granddaughter for three days. We had just dropped her off at her classroom with her backpack filled with her lunch, her snack, her art homework and a little conch shell for her to ‘show and tell.’ Getting her up and dressed, breakfasted and out of the house was a challenge, and reminded us why our species leaves...