As we gathered around the ottoman for family prayer last night our twelve year old son said "I have a confession." He hung his head low as he said, "I got my name on the board and two checks today." All the noisy chatter seemed to vanish and all eyes were on Mr. B.T.C as he allowed Dawson the space to share specifics. As soon as he began to share details I tried my darndest to swallow down my giggle and concentrate on being the mature, concerned parent. But I couldn't, nor could anyone else. You could see our son's once concerned eyes relax as the entire family burst into laughter. He was off the hook this time but only because this class clown had us laughing so hard.