His Next Thirty Years
He stood at the window in the front of his house, looking out. His two children, an 8-year-old boy and a 4-year-old girl, were playing in the front yard, kicking a soccer ball back and forth. "Cielito! You need to kick it to me, not over there!" yelled the girl. "*laughs* I'm sorry! I can't aim my kicks very well, I guess." replied her older brother. The girl ran to the sidewalk to retrieve the ball. She brought it back to her spot, dropped it, lined up, and kicked it as hard as she could toward Cielito. It made it about half-way. "*facepalm* Geez, you can at least get it to me." he griped. "Well I'm only 4 you know," she replied.Read the rest at EVC.