“I think I’ll go to Costco this afternoon,” I said, after Matthew said he’d go running in the afternoon.
Deciding instead to run in the morning, he said, “I’ll come with you.”
“But I will be alone!” our daughter protested.
Seriously, I almost cried. She thought we would leave her here alone? “You’re coming with us!” we told her.
And she went right back to drinking her tea and eating her pumpkin porridge.