Root Beer and Cards

We don’t drink soda outside of the kitchen.

Definitely not in the front room.

And especially not while playing cards (balancing soda precariously -- picking up and discarding).


And, as a mother, I know consistency is crucial. Things can’t be fine one minute and forbidden the next. . . .

Which is why I never bend the rules.

Never. No matter how darling the would-be rule breaker might be.


I am glad I never waiver in my strict adherence to rules. My rigid control. My kids know never to even question it.

The End.