Batter Better

It’s been raining all day so this evening, the boys and I went down for pizza at the Bear and the Wren.  We all agreed that the Bee Stang is the best— it’s the honey.  Not sure how it came up but one part of our dinner conversation involved me teaching them my favorite tongue twister.

Betty Boughta bought some butter, but she said this butter’s bitter, if I put it in my batter, it will make my batter bitter.  So Betty Boughta bought some butter, better than the bitter butter, and she put it in her batter, and it made her batter better.

We came home and Jacob and I watched our second to last Ted Lasso.  He snuggled up to me and said he was feeling sad because he’d been thinking about how Dad never finished the Dune book.  And I reminded him that it seemed like it wasn’t that great.  He agreed— maybe he’d saved him the trouble.

It was the right moment to share some wisdom my CEO had shared with me.  He lost his dad to cancer when he was twelve.  He recently shared a story from his childhood.  His pastor had said, “This experience will either make you better or bitter… and it’s up to you to decide which.”

Jacob looks up at me and says without missing a beat, “I think it’s going to make me better… Wanna watch the last one?”

One Comment

  1. Oh sweet Jacob! Thanks for reminding me that James would never want us bitter. All things he was part of made them better ??

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