“Mom, what’s the rarest gem of all?”
The rarest gem of all?
Um…they’re all special in their own way. Like snowflakes.
Fine, my completely uneducated guess would be a diamond.
This “gem” came to my son during the twilight hours when he should have been winding down for sleep. Instead, every night he decides this is his favorite time to discuss the events of the day and how we’ll go about achieving world peace. Seriously?! Go to bed! How can you NOT be tired?! You’re NEVER tired! It’s like being tired would force him to admit some kind of human weakness. If only I could impart the knowledge to him that sleep would allow all of us to win. Sweet victory for everyone. World peace starts at home. Everyone knows this. Continue reading