And then in the December of 2025 I got two lines from a man I despised, and I was ready within about four hours, and I booked a helicopter.
I did not do it when my son asked. I did it when his father gave me an opening to do it in front of an audience.
That is the
sentence. I have not found a better one.
What I did with four eight-year-olds.
They were dressed in matching red. I chose that. I bought those outfits on the nineteenth of December and I had them tried on.
I briefed them in the kitchen on the twenty-fourth about who they would be meeting and I told them it was an adventure and that we would be going in a helicopter, which they talked about for three days.
And then I put four children on a lawn in the snow in front of a man who went white, for eleven seconds, while his mother broke a glass and his fiancée held onto his arm.
