Take A Number

The eldest son took this early-morning shot of the line to get into Target from the comfort of his auto. The big question, inspired by his heritage of award-winning impatience: Would he utter the family credo -- @#$% It! -- and exit the parking lot, because who needs the aggravation, plus he knows there's plenty TP at the palatial palace -- or would he bravely get in line and suffer alongside the other shoppers, sanitized, God willing, in some type of anti-bacterial potion? The answer, via text: "All good, walking in." I think we can all agree, he's turned some kind of corner. He's ready for parenthood.