Fear, Faith and Scary Men at the Park
“Edy Jane, why are you up?” It was about the fifth time she had gotten out of bed that night, and Josh and I had had it. She was 3 ½ years old at the time. Sweet, smart, and somewhat resembling a Dr. Seuss character… But her critical thinking skills were poor. Having already used all the usual excuses- I’m cold. I’m thirsty. I need to go to the bathroom. Etc.- the blank [...]