James found me on the stairs.
“Oh, Mom, There you are I need to show you something.”
”It’s downstairs. I will show you but you have to come downstairs.”
”OK, I’m coming.”
”Ok, but first you have to close your eyes.”
I look down from the top of the stairs to his expectant face at the bottom.
“I don’t think I want to go down the stairs with my eyes closed, James.”
”OK, Mom. If you’re scared I can hold your hand.”