Priorities

Yesterday afternoon there was a slight knock at the door. The boys rush to it asking, "Is it Daddy; is Daddy home from work?"

I smile and gaze out of the window. "Even better," I say. "It's FedEx with my new shipment of coffee."



Well hello there, Sunshine. What will you be assisting me with today?

I spent a little time this morning getting acquainted with the new delivery and thinking over life's pressing questions. Questions such as why my kids think D knocks on the door instead of uses his key to get in. I must admit it has me befuddled, in a caffeine-hyped way.

And in case you are concerned, there are more cases of coffee in the pantry. I've experienced running out before and it's not pretty.