Jack starts preschool tomorrow and our conversation at bedtime tonight went something like this:
Jack: School starts tomorrow.
Me: Yes, it does.
Jack: So today's the last day of summer, huh?
Me: Um yeah, I guess so . . . who told you that?
Jack: No one. So, what if there's a 'mergency when I'm at school?
Me: They'll call me and I'll rush right there.
Jack: What if a police officer gives you a ticket?
Me: For what?
Jack: For rushing.
Me: I'll tell him I'm on my way to an emergency.
Jack: Oh. Will you pray for me before I go to school tomorrow?
Me: Sure. And I probably won't stop for the next 15 years or so.