Every parent recognizes a special tone of urgency in her child's voice. It's a sound which indicates trouble beyond the usual garden-variety level of concern. That's the sound I heard last Thursday, at 10 pm, when JT summoned me by saying, "Mama, this is bad." The boy spoke the truth.
My first thought when I realized that the cracked bathroom sink had finally given up the ghost was, "I don't have time for this." That rather says a lot about how my December played out. Though I didn't have time, I do have the phone number of a good plumber. Within a few days, we were back in business with a new sink that looks a lot like the old one, albeit one that doesn't have a giant missing piece..