Kit and I are chuckling in the living room. It is an hour and 15 min. since we have put our children to bed. Time to relax...or not...
Josiah moves slowly from the hallway. His lip is quivering.
"Mom, just listening to you two laughing out here makes me cry a little bit. 'Cause I know you're having fun and I am not."
To be honest, Kit and I laughed harder...poor little boy.