Greeters

I love seeing those kindely old folks on my way in and out of Walmart. Most of them are hardly creepy at all as they put stickers on my children.

But I can’t help but wonder what it would look like if their true purpose (to fight crime) was needed. What instant transformations would we see as hundreds of hours of top-secret-walton training kicked in?

Pushover

Jenna went to work with me this morning. I told her no… but she kept at it. I think Daddies are allowed to be pushovers once in a while. On the way to work she said, “You know why I wanted to go with you? Because I love you and I would miss you.”

Yeah… I’m proud to be a pushover.