But she went to bed a bit early tonight. Her Monday's are always terrificly long and difficult. So here I am. I was just staring at our television - cold and unused, recalling a conversation Becks had with his his grandparents in Florida this evening. He was saying goodbye when he said, with a sad face, "TV is off. Mommy turned off the TV." Does the poor kid think this is some kind of sick joke we are playing on him? While he might not remember the experiment, it will likely benefit him as much as it does his mother and father.
Such is life.
Goodnight.
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