"can I?"

“Did you offer to break his arms and legs?” Chad snickered.

I laughed my reply out loud. “No!”

“Can I?” he asked with a big grin.

Here’s the thing about Chad…if you hurt Ashlee or me, he truly might do just that.

I felt bad about the advice I gave her about the boyfriend going off to grad school because I worried it came across as cold-hearted. It wasn’t meant to be unfeeling, so I asked Chad his take on it.

“You were right, Red. You said the same thing I’d say to my boys in a similar situation. Ash knows you meant it with all the love in your heart,” he smiled at me.

“God, I hope so!” I shook my head. “I’d really hate to have to snap him like a twig if he doesn’t treat her respectfully about this.”

Here’s the thing about me…if you hurt my daughter, broken limbs will be the least of your worries.