“I’m bored. Give me something to do—not chores please.”
On the second day of March break week Lizzy is bored.
I asked her to make a list of ten things she would like to do. That ought to keep her busy.
Within minutes she had a list involving shopping, soccer, a sleepover, a tan and my birthday wish list—she wanted to see it.
With her listmaking complete, Lizzy and her friend have scooted off to the nearest Tim Horton’s and I’m stuck wondering what to put on my birthday wish list.