We’ve got a pattern developing in the family.
When Osama Bin Laden’s death was announced, Daughter sent me a text to inform me of the event.
When Muammar Gaddafi was killed, Young Son sent me a text to tell me the news.
The next time a despot dies, it’s Eldest Son’s turn to send me a text.
How did this get to be a family tradition? And a morbid one at that.
At least my children are paying attention to the news.
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