My 4-Year-Old Pointed at My Best Friend and Giggled, ‘Dad’s There’ – I Laughed Until I Saw What He Was Pointing At

myself looking at him and thinking, I’m lucky.

I was so naive.

A blur shot past my legs.

I looked down just in time to see Will sprint under a table with a cake pop in his hand.

“Will,” I called, “we don’t throw cake pops.”

“I wasn’t!” he yelled back, which usually meant he either had or was about to.

Across the yard, Brad was smiling at something Ellie continue reading …