Now *that's* a good boy!

I came home from work last night totally beat. The combination of a win in the competitive VB tournament, a late-night bar celebration, and an early morning phone call with my global team was a trifecta I didn't just bounce back from. So by the time I got back from a full day at work I was asleep on my feet.

To cap it off, Mimi was at a work dinner, so it was up to me to feed the monsters. Like any good dad in this situation I called for a pizza! Once my family obligations were out of the way I headed for my lazy-boy. Liam asked me if we could play pool. I felt guilty, but I said no. I was too tired (I'll make it up to him today).

I grabbed the remote and flipped on some women's college VB.

At this point Denis piped up. I expected some kind of request. Can I do this? Can I get your help with that. Something that would require me either saying no or moving (and the smart money would be on saying no).

But it wasn't that kind of request at all. What he did say was "Dad - can I get you a beer?"

He has never made that offer before. But he knew I was beat, and that I just wanted to kick back and relax. And he knows when I'm just done and relaxing that often (well, occasionally) I'll grab a beer. I didn't really want one at that point, but how could I turn that offer down? That unsolicited offer. I couldn't.

"Thanks Denis. Yes, please."

And somehow it just tasted better than normal.