You know what I'm talking about. It's 7 am youngest son on caller ID.I know he just got off work. I know the roads are slick as snot.Son says he's fine, BUT...by now I have my shoes on, screw the bra, looking for my keys, we go to shorthand talk.Me: Did you slide?Him: Yep the sun was in my eyes, I hit the sand barrels.Me: Tow truck?Him: Nope, I'm home.He goes on to detail the event, damage, plan the repairs needed, I know he's decompressing, I am too. We exchange "I love you's" and hang up.Another lesson learned for him, another chunk of my hair turned gray.Another near miss on the one thing every parent dreads.Thank you, God. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2BwEvB4
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