My 3 year old and I were getting ready to go this morning. I asked him if he wanted to ride with Daddy today and he said no, he preferred to ride with me. He was already dressed and set to go, at least as far as I was concerned, but I was still getting dressed. He asked if he could play with the lock and key he and his brother turned up in the garage. I told him it was time for us to go. He wasn’t ready. I told him we needed to leave because mommy was going to work. He responded “Daddy goes to work. Mom, you go to meetings.”
Oh, yes. I do go to meetings!
I wonder what his image of my career will be when he grows up? Will he think that being a minister is just about going to meetings? That’s what he hears me say so often. Where is Mommy going this evening? To a meeting. What is Mommy doing Saturday morning? Going to a meeting. Why is Mommy going to be away for two days? She’s going to a meeting.