It’s midnight. I heard some noise from downstairs. I wasn’t in bed yet, but I wasn’t sure anyone else was still up.
I padded down the stairs to investigate.
I found Elijah and Sarah, crouched over a computer in the dining room.
“Hey. What are you doing?”
The glanced up, sheepishly.
“We’re listening to the audio Bible.”
I looked shocked, and perhaps a little annoyed (because it’s midnight) (and I wanted some chocolate).
“What, Mom? You want us to smoke some pot or something?”
Those darn kids.