A Displaced Prince

We have company in town and have a displaced Prince Kobe because of it.

Guess I forgot to warn him that "his" bedroom also doubles as the guest bedroom. Hmmm, he is completely befuddled due to these circumstances. Someone has been sleeping in his bed, eating his porridge and sitting in his chair. Poor dude.

In exchange he's getting loved up on by our company, so while he's had to give up a little, he's also gotten a lot in return. He's learning, or is he the one who has taught us, there are trade offs. Trade offs in life and every other life situation.

There are other good places for an old boy to nap, but I bet his misses his bed. Before long, in fact, way too soon, our out-of-town kids will be gone. Kobe will have his bed back, and the house will be way too quiet.

There is nothing better than being with your kids. If you have to give up your bed for a little bit, so be it. That's what we do. We give a little, sacrifice a little (sometimes a lot), we bend some, we extend ourselves.

Kobe knows, as I do too, by giving up a little, you get a heart full of warm fuzzies.