Unbridled Honesty
God bless kids and their willingness to tell it how they see it--straight up, without any guilt, guile, or reservation whatsoever.
My personal favorite? The first time I got to spend any time with Triston and Taylor (Steven's kids), Triston was about three years old. He mentioned wishing his mother (Steven's ex-wife) could spend the day with us too. In my innocence, I suggested that maybe next time she could come with us. His reply?
"Oh, no. She hates you."
Steven scolded him gently, but I just laughed out loud. I still do, whenever I think of it. Thing is, it was a real kindness--he let me in on what to expect, and he was right, too. To this day, three years later, I have yet to meet the woman.


























