then told them "Don't kill each other while I'm in the bathroom." Oldest son laughed, knowing how appropriate my prediction was. Two minutes later, all four kids and at least three dogs are hovering around my bathroom door, not wanting to be far from me for more than a moment. One of them is laying on the floor looking at my feet through the 1/2 inch crack between my door and the floor. Repeated questions of "What are you doing?" and "What's taking so long?" only get answered with "I'll be out soon." and "I love you." This works!
Yes, I type this from the potty. This is the only chance I'll have all day.
Happy 14th birthday, dear Brennan! I have always loved you, and I always will. God bless you as you take the next steps toward being a healthy, successful adult.
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