It didn’t go well…
Thursday, February 7th, 2008Getting in the car this morning, Chris said “Reagan’s being grumpy.”
I replied “Wow, and she doesn’t even know the bad news.”
The kids both sat in the backseat, frozen with uncertainty. Finally, Reagan said “What ‘bad news?’”
Me: (nonchalantly) “Oh, Ms. B. called the other night and asked us to chaperone at the dance.” [...]
