LOVE IN THE DRIVEWAY
One young boy said, "Love is when his daddy reads me a bedtime story. True love is when he doesn’t skip any pages."
I remember when my son Shawn was in high school. Several times he parked his truck in the middle of the driveway. That got my dander up, because I could not get in or out of the garage.
One time I happened to come out of the door just as he had parked there and was climbing out of his truck. I gave him the old ’what for’ father-son lecture. Then I ordered him to move his truck out on the street.
I was fuming, and as I turned to walk into the house, he followed me instead of moving his truck. I turned to continue my tirade, but he quickly asked me where the end of the lecture went.
I asked him what he was talking about, and he reminded me that the end of the lecture was when I
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