eat, sleep, love
Our friend Shannon says that her perfectly lovely boy could turn mean when he was hungry. A teenager now, and still, occasionally, she has to trick him into eating something—anything—and then almost immediately things take a turn for the better.
Always wise, I think Shannon may be onto something profound here. When William goes wild, Billy and I often search for deep-seeded reasons, devise complicated interventions, but maybe it’s simpler than that.
Most of the time he needs one of three things—to eat, to sleep, our love—or some combination. Usually in that order.
Eat.
Sleep.
Love.
And mostly, we’re ready for anything.
Photo by Papa Johnson.
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Right on. I give major doses of all three when I’m at the helm, but in the reverse order, I think ;)