Anyways, me suffering from …. well me, I had all these thoughts when my kids ran into the kitchen where I was
reading facebook working hard on my writing career. When demands for an apple snack wafted through my consciousness and brought me back to reality; I looked down at them;
Kids: APPLE! Mommy Apple please!
Me: Okay guys real quick, look at me. (Silence) Promise me that you will never ever text in your life. Okay? Promise?
Thats how its done.