My sixteen year old son was getting ready for school and his presentation about Addiction and Environmental issues. So I wished him good luck, and started to climb the mountain that is our laundry.
I forgot my opinions!
Like the seven dwarfs, I like to sing while working. But just as I was trying to reach the high note in ‘Cliiiiimb every mountain!’ my son suddenly appeared before me.
‘What are you doing here?’ I asked him, quite startled.
‘I forgot my opinions’ he explained. ‘They’re still on the kitchen table. So I came back, or else I won’t know my opinion!’
I had an opinion about that…
I had an opinion about that.
But I’m keeping it to myself.