My child that is not the oldest nor the youngest, who also experiences frequent bouts of anxiety, informed me this evening that there was a son who killed his father and then dumped him in our adjacent town.

Now, I only had heard about this during my evening mahjong game…. and my reply during the passing was, “I don’t want to know about it.” Yet, the child whom I shelter at all costs, also informed me of our local news… thanks to her father.

You see, while I try my best to shelter her from things like… the last part of the life cycle…. hubby will text me things he doesn’t want the kids to hear. What he fails to realize is… she’s on the iCloud texts.

#20StepsBackwards.