I Wept Again

So I was driving Abby Miller to our house for some backyard watersliding fun.  We talked about school and vacation and Hungarian neighbors and possible new neighbors and school again.  She told me that the two things she liked most about kindergarten were reading and math.  And then the conversation went something like this.

Me: "Abby, you can read whole books now can't you."

Abby: "Yep.  I've been trying to read one of my dad's books, but I have to keep starting over because every time I try to read it, I get called downstairs.

Me: "Do you know what the title of the book is?"

Abby: "Sports Illustrated."

The next generation's gonna be okay.

I Wept

About an hour ago, Caleb and his pal Cole were settling down for lunch.  Caleb looked at Cole and said, "Cole, do you want to watch Sportscenter?"  A tear came to my eye.