I’m so excited to be talking about this subject over at my friend Britta Lafont’s blog, Everyday Holiness. The post starts here, but be sure to click over to read the rest at Britta’s place!
by Melinda Means
I knew it was going to happen.
I was at the grocery store with my son Micah. He immediately asked to push the cart.
I’ve learned that this is a tactic to get me through the store quicker. Like most men, my son is not fond of shopping. For that reason, I rarely take him with me, but occasionally it can’t be avoided.
“Micah, slow down. You’re going too fast. You’re going to run someone over.”
“I won’t! You worry too much, Mom.”
But moments later, right in the middle of the taco aisle, it happened. I stopped to pick up a jar of salsa.
And Micah (aka Dale Earnhardt, Jr.), who was coming up behind me at warp speed, didn’t allow for this sudden course diversion.