"raise your hand...tired...weary...raising children"
Surely, and without pride, up goes my hand.
And only my hand.
The pastor asked me what else I lie about...
An elder laughs.
A friend four rows behind me busts out with "I knew it!"
Adam leans over and whispers:
"yeah, that was a negative question Jen."
Turns out, what he'd actually said was
"Raise your hand if you never feel tired or wearing raising children."