Sorenne and I were walking home from school yesterday, sweating in the heat and humidity, and were waiting at a light with a young woman who had just got off work at an early childcare place that Sorenne used to attend.
I asked her what she was planning to do and she matter-of-factly said, “A PhD in clinical psychology.”
“That’s cool, I’ve got a PhD.”
“Oh, what in?”
“Food science, or food safety.”
“I remember you now. You were the parent who was always temping things with a thermometer when we had sausage sizzles.”
“That was cool.”
The little things make a big difference.
Chapman, I need more thermometers.