You know the one.
"I need to whisper something in your ear," he said to me at the minor league baseball game this evening.
I leaned close, just in case it was something embarrassing like those beans from dinner gave me gas or the lady behind us has weird ears.
"There are no perfect circles," my savant child began, "only God's love."
I looked at him. Knowing that I must begin His Log tonight.
"You get it?" he wanted to know. "Only God's love is the perfect circle."
I smiled a Mona Lisa sort of smile and said, "yep, I get it."
Log Entry 1