Last night, I piled my younger son and the big dog
into the car to drive to the high school to pick up my older son from football practice.
(Miss Annie, the big dog, refuses to jump into the car now,
so I have to heft and heave her big boned body into the car.
And end up covered with hair.
BTW, she jumps in for my older son.
And I'm the one who feeds her and takes care of her. Ahem.)
Anyway, the weather was unseasonably cool,
so we had the windows down and were cruising through the dark,
somewhat quieter part of town.
It was peaceful.
Serene.
Destined to be interrupted by noise and chaos.
And, of course, the calm is broken by my younger son yelling out, "Spider! Ahh!"
And then I respond with a "Ahhh! no!!! Where?!"
as I slam my foot to the brakes.
There's no response from the backseat,
so I turn around and find ...
my younger son deep in his Minecraft game on my iPad,
battling digital spiders.
Good grief.
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