My Crazy Kids


Last night brought about unique circumstances in my home.

My daughter actually offered to help my son with his homework and he actually let her. This does not happen. They can barely carry on a conversation without name calling or pillows flying.

As though it was not already weird, they actually continued to engage for more than 30 minutes. After the magical trance ended, leaving me stunned and smiling, my son actually said, "This is fun. Thanks for the exhilarating math tutorial." I am not making this up. This is exactly what he said.

I don't want to be overly optimistic, but this is the first glimpse of civility that I have seen since the teenage years began and the first glimpse of who my children will be as friends and adults. There may be hope yet for my sanity.