Tuesday, January 8 2002:
Sharon to v-ball. Caitlin to soccer. The rest of us have a very nice evening. We finish side one of de Mille’s King of Kings. There’s a shot of a little lamb on the porch of the temple. HB Warner’s Jesus comes and gathers him up, very tenderly. Matty jumps right in. “That’s me!” He beams, and then he pauses, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. “Where’s my brother Spencer?”