The early days of the "blended family" project
Sunday morning Benjamin came padding into my room -- make that "our" room -- around 7. "Mom," he said. "I was looking out my window and I saw a ... wait, what are those birds that are all red?"
My brain attempted to swim up through the Jell-O of sleep and break the surface of consciousness. "A cardinal," I said.
"Well I saw a baby one of those fall out of a tree," Benjamin...