Here we sit in the dark for no apparent reason. The power is out. Thank you, DIMco. Emmit was in his bed, watching his nightly show when it went out. You should have heard the screaming!
So, Nathan stumbled in the dark back to get him & brought him in the living room. I fumbled around and found a flashlight & some matches to light a candle or two.
And then my chili dogs kicked in. Hey, I'm 24.5 weeks pregnant & ate chili dogs. When you've got to go, you've gotta go. So, I headed to the bathroom. And of course, while I'm in there, Nathan has to go too. That would leave Emmit...alone...with nothing but a flashlight.
As I'm taking care of business, I hear Emmit just outside the door. I can see the flashlight beam zooming around and around, and this little chant: "I'm trying to be brave! I'm trying to be brave!"
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