In Good Hands

My goodness! My heart! Isaac’s little sister was dishing out dessert. Isaac’s bowl was next so she placed it on the scales and asked Isaac what to do next. He instructed her to turn it on, she was asking which buttons to press and making sure it was set up right, put in the ice cream and told Isaac the number. I heard indecipherable discussion as they moved on but I didn’t care what happened after that as I knew he was, and will be, in good hands.