So, when I had to go to the grocery store today, Tater had to help. And I mean help in a BIG way. It gave her a glimpse into the responsibility I have with my Dad but also allowed her to get a much better idea of what is involved in being an adult.
We talked quite a bit about all she did, how she helped, and what a task it all was. Frankly, I couldn't have done it without her. And while I think she was a little proud of all she did to help, I think it was also a shock to her young, somewhat spoiled, self.
I don't think she'll run off to join the Gypsies because no matter what you do or where you are as an adult, there's still a set of responsibilities. You still have to eat, pay some bills, and earn an income.
It might be much more fun doing all that while flying through the air on a trapeze, or taming tigers, but you'd still have dirty socks and underwear at the end of the day 😉.
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