Beau here. Okay, so the coke thing. I just went with Caleb to get lunch for him and Hannah. On the way home Caleb says "Daddy, I can't believe mommy really believes that dream. You know, the coke one. She's going crazy. She's going to be nuts." Of course he says this while he is drinking a coke. So when we get home, I see his gift of compassion really shine brightly. He comes in and says "Mommy, I brought you a coke." She gets excited, and then he hands her his empty coke and tells her she is going nuts. He exudes compassion.
Oh, and my confessions for Friday (a day late). First, I am not a coke drinker, but yesterday I had a coke with sushi at my desk. And last night Natalie and I were gluttons for our early Valentine's dinner, including fried lobster, lobster tacos, duck tamales, grilled black bass, crab cakes, fried bbq blue oysters, filet mignon, and three chocolates for dessert. Like I said...gluttons. But hey, no coke. And then we came home to our quiet house (grandma took the kids) to be sleeping before ten and slept late.
Grateful for my family, especially my bride.