Yesterday at my prayer group, one of the ladies told a hilarious story about her teenaged son’s reaction to the anesthesia when he had his wisdom teeth out. Her husband filmed it. Later, the young man said, “I’d be like this all the time, Mom, if I didn’t have so much self-control!” Now she’s concerned that she’s created a monster (as I sometimes am regarding Tom the Son).
I used to sleepwalk at work when Anoreth was a baby.
Hey, y’all.