Sadly

Every school day, I try to make it a point to ask the kids about the best parts of their day. Today, Isabel had a soccer game and afterwards Zak wanted to go to the park. Nobody had eaten dinner yet, so his request was denied and he responded with pouting and sulking.

When we finally got home and were eating dinner, I was able to do my usual routine. "Zak," I asked, "what was your favorite part of the day?"

His response: "Not the soccer game. I wanted to play at the park but, sadly, you wouldn't let me."

That "sadly" killed us. I love this kid.