Sam: I read your post this morning. That’s some heavy stuff.
Me: Yeah, it really came out of left field. Do you think I did the right thing?
Sam: No, of course not. The boy is five years old. You can’t just drop him off at the front door. Jesus, he’s in Kindergarten, not junior high.
Me: Oh, hell. I was trying not to hover. It’s not like I abandoned him in the parking lot; he only had to walk down the hallway.
Sam: Yeah, well, he left his take-home folder in his backpack instead of returning it to his teacher and his library book is missing. Just because he asks for something doesn’t mean he’s ready for it.
Me: Well, when you put it that way…
Sam: No more of this front door business.
Me: Alrighty then. So much for my moment.