The night started off like any other. Our routine consisted of bath time followed by dinner. We finished off with story time then brushed teeth. Prayers had been said, lights were out and heads were quietly on pillows by 7:30pm. It was as smooth of an evening as we’ve ever had.
It had been a long day and I guess the kids were as tired as I was. I had been Game of Thrones marathoning (which was really cutting into my blogging time last week) and I decided to watch an episode before cleaning up the kitchen.
I plopped into my la-z-boy and watched an entire episode without incident. As I was sitting there, giving myself a mental pep talk about cleaning up the kitchen, I heard a faint voice. “Dad, I made a bad choice. I made a mess.” Continue reading Dad, I Made a Bad Choice