Bear teaches Early Morning Seminary, which is like Sunday School for teenagers, but it’s every morning before school. He starts class at 6 am, goes to the gym, then work, home in time for food, plans the next days lesson, and then falls asleep on the couch while watching television. On top of everything else we’ve been dealing with, it’s been a pretty major sacrifice, but he loves it. And I have spent my years getting to hang out with the teenagers and have my fun, it’s only fair he gets a turn.
Every Friday he brings donuts for his students. And every Friday he makes sure that he saves me a sugared donut, since that’s the only kind I like. (Don’t worry, I’ve talked to him about sugar on my keyboard, but it’s still a pretty adorable visual I woke up to.)