Thank Goodness
My grandson is a pretty smart little guy for a kindergartener. Being an only child with both parents working from home has him with more alone time than normal for a kid that age, even when they stagger their work time to play with him. Luckily, he has an enormous backyard with a great tree swing and lots of things to climb on or hide in. And he reads. He reads anything he can get his hands on.
An odd skill has emerged. He can spell damn near anything and he loves to do it. He can spell captain, determine, surface, contraption, and other words I have to look up. It’s weird for sure, but it brings me great comfort because now I know he can never be a Republican.
Thank you, Sweet Jesus.