I Got Home From the Oil Rig Two Weeks Early and Found My Eight-Year-Old Son Cooking Dinner for Strangers—The Messages He Never Sent Explained Everything.
The next morning my back was sore, and he noticed.
“You don’t have to do that every night,” he said.
“I know I don’t.”
“But you can if I ask?”
“I can, if you ask me.”
He nodded and went off to get Rig’s food.
I realized he was practicing the difference between asking and demanding, and between accepting help and owing somebody for it later.
Dr.
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