“It’s time for the real party now,” Antonio said. I pulled my boys into a big hug, giving them kisses on their heads. “Forget about Aunt Kim’s silly joke, okay?
It was her being silly, and that’s okay.
It was nothing to punish you. Come on! Let’s party!”As bedtime approached and Antonio and I put the boys to bed, I was grateful that they hadn’t taken it to heart.
Then, getting into bed, my phone chimed with a message.
Only one word stood out on the screen. Sorry. I couldn’t help but smile.
This may be the beginning of Kim’s awareness, a small step toward change.
I hope she takes this to heart, and that Kim can be a part of the family again. But for now, I’ll keep my kids away from her.
Do you have any relatives who come with strange pranks or stories? Here’s another story for you:
My son, Bobby, had always been a bit reserved, but one day, he came home with excitement bubbling in his eyes.
“Mom, I made a new friend at school today!
His name is Matthew, and he invited me to his birthday party!”
