Everyone happened to be home for dinner the night the planets all lined up.
I made the whole family march outside and take a look.
Everyone rolled their eyes, but they all followed me out.
It was amazing!
A discussion about Uranus ensued.
Of course it did.
I have boys.
A Mother of Boys comes to expect this.
The Uranus jokes kept us all outside just a little bit longer, taking in this fantastic, once-in-a-lifetime phenomenon.
With boys, it’s a trade off.
I have to listen to some off-colored remarks.
And they (usually) do what I ask of them.
It works for me.
Liz Brenner
Everyone has a story to tell.
Even you.
Especially you.
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