I guess I’m having a hard time grasping the idea, the concrete reality, that I’m the head of a family of six.
Conversation on the phone earlier today:
Amanda: “I’m going to go to target today.”
Me: “Are you going to take all three of them.”
Amanda: “No, I’m taking all four of them.”
Me: “That’s what I meant, all four of you are going.”
Amanda: “No five of us are going.”
Me: (stumped silence, adding in my head)
Amanda: “Jason, we have four kids, there’s five of us.”
Maybe it’s just because I’m working on four hours of sleep.
