My Boy is home from college for the summer. I love having my oldest back in the nest, it’s nearly all good. However, there’s a certain something about the dynamic of having him here that makes me appreciate having him “away at school”. God is good. Take this morning for example. Mid-late morning he is lying sprawled in bed in his central hallway bedroom. The door is open giving me a perfect view. He has a certain sloth-appeal that is only his. I have five children and he is the only one with this attribute, thus far.
I thought this to be the perfect time for “black coffee in bed” (see previous post). No, it’s definitely nowhere near sunrise, but to my college son, it will feel like it!