I’ve been taking care for all four kids since Wednesday while my wife visits Stratford-upon-Avon and London with her Dad. Tonight, she is watching Les Misérables. The girl deserves every second of leisure, and I am so pleased to manage the home for this 5-day span. But today I am pretty worn down. I’ve been writing early in the morning and at night before the start and end of the school day. Then I prepared a devotional for some of the leaders of my church here in England.
So tonight I decided I would not work—that is actually quite rare for me. I am not very good with relaxing.
What should I do? I decided I would watch Georgia football… ahhh. That sounded nice. But alas, the time difference! So I just found the Alabama game online.
Right when I had the screen all aglow with SEC football, my cell phone buzzes with Miranda sending a text. Remember, she is in London seeing our favorite novel portrayed on stage with song….
Wife: Intermission and utterly speechless. I am undone. Nearly cried and sang out loud about 27 times. Simply undone.
Me: Oh Yeah? Well I’m watching Bama and SEC football. So?
Wife, a few minutes later: I have you beat sucka, but yay for you.
I love that girl. Even though she is seeing Les Mis in London while I care for the kids and watch Alabama.
Oh wait! Alabama’s marching band is playing the theme from Phantom of the Opera from the stands! This isn’t gonna be so bad….