This morning the temperature in New York finally rose above freezing.
This afternoon my longtime fiend AK phoned from Jupiter Beach.
“It’ll be in the 80s later. We might go to the beach.”
“Not a chance I’m swimming at the Rockaways till this summer.” The ocean was never warm off New York.
“I called to tell you a funny story. My younger son came into my bedroom this morning and said he had two hairs near his penis. I informed Reese about puberty and explained that his body was going through changes and at the end of my talk he asked if he could start dating girls.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
“He’s only thirteen.”
“And what’s wrong with that?”
Kids grow up so fast.
My youngest boy is six and that is way too young to date.