I love dinner time at our home. You never know what any of our children might share. Here's a snippet from my conversation with our six year-old daughter tonight.
"What did you do today in school, sweetheart?" (She's in the first grade)
"I helped Alissa feel better."
"Oh no. What happened?"
"She got fired from her own club that she started."
"Yes. Some jerk girls came over to join her club and after a few minutes they decided to fire her from her own club that she started."
"She had a job in her club?"
"What was it?"
"Her job was to invite people into the club and to serve them their food."
"So let me get this straight. She started the club and gave herself the job of inviting other people into the club. Then some people she invited joined her club and promptly fired her from her club that she started. Is that right?"
On a more serious note...our friend, Glenn, is still trying to find work. This has been a great discouragement to him. He has come so far since we first met him in his wheelchair in front of the Bellagio Hotel and Casino downtown. His prosthesis is working very well. When he's wearing pants you can't even tell that he has it. He wants to work. Hopefully a breakthrough will come soon.