Miscellaneous Mutterings
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What could it mean?
I've mis-typed gooblink twice in a row. Once booblink and the other gooboink.
Time to keep a dream diary....
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Last night after the boys finished their communal shower (and only emptied ONE bottle of body wash making "potions" because I was SMART this time and removed all other lathering liquiform agents from the vicinity), Alex towel dried his hair and announced that he was going to stage an experiment.
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Yesterday I arrived home, exhausted after a late night followed by an early morning coaching Alex's kickball team then shuttling the kids to a birthday party, to find a large box on our porch. It was from my dear sister Lynda (and family) who is now in Germany but will soon be back in the states (yeah!).
Enclosed in the box were wrapped presents for both of the boys; a set of walkie-talkies, "head" lights (which, every time they strap on their heads remind me of my OB-GYN), hot wheels and Lego kits. They were thrilled and played for hours and I was thrilled to have them otherwise occupied for hours. That was the BEST GIFT EVER!
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Sunday afternoon I attended the Austin Stories monthly get together for the first time. As I was leaving the house, the boys asked where I was going. I told them I had a "blog" meeting and would be back in a couple of hours.
Later that evening, Alex, my 7 year old and I sat on the floor in his room playing with Legos when I noticed that he was intently examining my toes.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Look at this." He replies, wagging his pointer finger at my right foot. "Mom," he continues in a tone that implied "we need to talk."
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A couple of days ago Chris and I were building Bionicles and shooting the breeze when he suddenly got serious.
"Mom?" He asked.
"Yes, sweetie?"
"Do I sin?"
"Yes, sweetie, we all fall short of God's expectations." I replied.
"Can I go to Heaven?"
"Yes, Jesus died for us so that we don't have to be separated from God forever. You just have to accept His gift." I thought that was a good answer.
"Mom?" He continues.
"Yes, sweetie?"
"Shelby said that if I sin I'm going to go to Hail."
"Hail?" I giggled, "I don't think you're going to Hail, sweetie."
I love that Texas drawl! In the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, where I'm from, we'd say, "Yah, you sin you go to hell, eh?"