One time, as we were all clamoring around her for attention, my mother told me with an ironical smile, "Sometimes it's a little hard to be so popular."
I was telling Steven (Sr.) about that today. When he gets home from work, all 4 of us are immediately in his face, kissing him, tackling him, wanting to know details of his day and dying to tell him the details of ours. I mentioned my mom's comment and insinuated he must feel similarly when he first gets home every day.
He grinned. "Naaah," he said, "I like it. It's my own personal fame and fortune."
Well, we're happy to be part of his entourage. I love that man.
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