I am the perfect parent, don't you know? I watched a teenager load her infant into a car today and as a sign of my age I just shook my head and felt sorry for that poor baby. My brief thought was to wonder what kind of life he would have. Then I realized that my children don't exactly have the perfect life. No one does. So my thoughts changed to hoping that his mom was up to the challenge and hoping he has a chance at life. I'm constantly reminded of
Ahhh life. Isn't it grand?