Why Did God Want Children? Snickering in the Trunk. Freaking Out in the Yard.
My friend Bev and I often asked each other this question. Usually with a laugh, and especially when our young daughters played together.
My Carolyn and her Bethany possessed tremendous strength of character, which is to say they were quite the characters, loaded with dogged-determination.
Once when they were five years old, Carolyn and Bethany had an idea.
A fun idea.
A terrible idea.
“Let’s play Hide-n-Seek with our moms but not tell them.”