The NEW Golden Rule
A few months ago, our small boy had a school program where his starring line was actually a sentence fragment due to the vast number of kids who needed speaking parts and the apparent shortage…
Month: April 2009
The family that bounty hunts together. . .
It never ceases to amaze me how the sequence of events that lead up to the blog fodder are actually potential blog fodder as well. Distraught at the notion that his sisters received snail mail…
Pre-emptive Fail
So the oldest just turned 9 and thinks she turned 16. While waiting for dinner, all three were discussing how soon they would be teenagers. Already not a good sign. . . So in a…
Try to see things on my level. . .
During a recent visit from the cousins I went into the boy’s room and found my nephew in his favorite playtime position, on the floor surrounded by matchbox, hot wheels, and the dollar store brand…
Fashion Sensing a Disturbance in the Force
“Wow Emma!” the boy exclaimed. “You look just like Princess Leia Slave!” referring to Emma’s hair prep as they loaded into the car for school. “No I don’t. I look like Princess Leia ‘Sena-Nator’. Emma…
Things you hear at our house . . .
. . . and perhaps at yours, you tell me. Please. I mean it. I’d be glad to know mine aren’t the only 2 having these deep theological discussions. I’m not even sure what started…
Would you buy a used car from this face?
Tonight was not my favorite moment of the day. The time when I’m serving up food and receiving complaints instead of accolades from my children who apparently haven’t received enough lectures on the starving nations. Forgetting…
Omniscience – small boy edition
Part of our morning routine involves a brief time of “praying for the day” in the car on the way to school. One would think this event would engender feelings of good will and spirutality but…