Jesi started to walk out of the office and in her hilariously serious 10-year-old way remarked, "Well. That was a little offensive."
We all busted up laughing, and Jesi enjoyed having been the cause of our smiles.
-Jer
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
No Harm, No Foul?
Christi, Parker, Taylor and I are in my office planning out the next few days. Jesi walks in, comes around my desk, and leans on the arm of my office chair. (As I mentioned a few posts ago, my kids love to share my personal space with me. Aren't I lucky?:) She looks across me and directly at Christi. We were all in a matter-of-fact kind of organizational mode, and my sweet wife maintained that demeanor as she addressed Jess: "Go wash your glasses. They're so dirty I can't stand to look at you." Realizing how harsh that might have sounded, she quickly tacked on a very sincere addendum: "I mean, it makes me so sad to think of you having to look through them that way!"
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I totally relate to Christianne's disgust. As a special ed school bus driver this past year, I made it a point, before departing the school for the children's homes, to always wash the glasses of two of the elementary school children, who seemed to always have very dirty lenses. After a few times of my providing this service, the children would remind me if I didn't bring it up. They made it very clear that the cleaning made a big difference. (Just one of the many satisfactions I have enjoyed as a school bus driver. I personally wash my own glasses every morning at the same time I brush my teeth, a lifelong habit that has served me well.)
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