Last Wednesday I had to take the three younger children with me to Provo for a doctor's appointment. Not excited to go by myself, but it couldn't be avoided. I held off feeding them until we were back through the canyon (the boys get carsick), and they had actually been much better than I was hoping they'd be as we went to the doctor and ran a few errands. I took them to Wendy's for a late lunch. After we had ordered, gotten everyone to the table, drinks filled, meals handed out and settled in I sighed in relief. Micah looked at me (in a very suave manner--head cocked to one side, one eyebrow raised), and said, "Mom, thanks for coming to lunch with me."
As if it was all his idea!
Anytime Micah, anytime.