|Being the breadwinner|
By Jill Pertler
I’ve never been much of a breadwinner. Heck, I’m not much of a bread baker, and possess neither the mixing nor measuring skills required to take home any ribbons from any country fair. My youngest son, however, thinks otherwise. In his eyes, I am not only a breadwinner, I am a bread champion.
His beliefs stem from one simple truth: for the last three years, I have been living a lie.My deception started out small, as most lies do, but over time it expanded until it had doubled in size. I entered the soon-to-be-sticky situation with the best of intentions — as an innocent volunteer during bread-making day in my son’s third-grade classroom. Ever since that fateful event,
|Tuesday, January 07, 2014 12:11 PM|