When you last left us (weeks ago because I forgot I had this draft sitting here), I had been gorging on my daughter’s popcorn snack. Then my older daughter wanted some as well, and I graciously complied. This daughter even went so far as to suggest we save some popcorn for the next day so that the middle daughter, who was already on her way to bed, might enjoy some as well. What a thoughtful, generous child she is. I don’t know WHERE she gets it!
So Daughter #1, aged 8, helped herself to about a third of a bag, then curled up the end, and left it on the counter so her younger sister might partake anon. Then said daughter prepared herself for bed. In the meantime, feeling somewhat peckish, I sought out the lonely bag, opened it, and brought it back to the computer with me. When my oldest finished in the bathroom and came to claim her goodnight kiss, she immediately recognized the popcorn bag she thought she had safely stowed on the counter. Read the rest of this entry
Submitted by Mrs. P., a fourth grade teacher, with love.
So proud of having hung our school American flag, one of my students points it out to me:
Girl: Look at the American flag! I hung it… Doesn’t it look good?
Me: Wow!! You did a beautiful job. Looks great!
Girl: Thanks… I know. I do good things, and I look good doing ‘em. Read the rest of this entry
In October we visited a pumpkin patch that smartly offered a pumpkin coloring sheet. If you colored it and brought it back, you got a discount on admission. Mistaking this sales gimmick as a bona fide coloring contest, my eight-year-old colored a Read the rest of this entry
Hey, gang. My apologies. This isn’t a funny post, but an uncharacteristically serious one. This conference is coming up in February. I’m going to be there, and I thought I’d reach out to the greater blog community to see if anyone else is interested. It’s a really important and worthy event to share the news about. If you or anyone you know would benefit from it, please spread the word. And if you want to come but are too shy to meet a fellow blogger you know, we don’t have to introduce ourselves.
Here’s a press release about the event. I promise to return to your regularly scheduled programming soon!
January 23, 2014, San Marcos, CA—The “Healing the 21st Century” conference/retreat, to be held February 15, 2014, in Carlsbad, Calif., is a means for those negatively affected by divorce, contraception, abortion, donor conception, and the hook-up culture, to find the support and healing they need. Read the rest of this entry
When negotiations don’t work, there’s always this method…
It was time for me to start making dinner. My six-year-old asked what we were having. I told her sausage, potatoes, and corn or carrots. I even let her VOTE on corn or carrots. (She chose corn. Typical.) But then she decided she wasn’t a big fan of sausage and potatoes and asked if there were any other options. I did sort of feel like making tuna casserole since I had plenty of time for cooking, unlike some nights where sausage is the easy last-minute prep meal. So, I told her tuna was an option.
First she said, “Ohh, I don’t like that.”
I reminded her that she and her sisters always eat it up when I make it. Suddenly her eyes brightened as if remembering, so she wrapped her arms around my waist, squeezed me in a big hug, looked up at me with her beautiful green eyes, and said quietly but intensely, Read the rest of this entry
Conversation between my husband and our six-year-old daughter:
“How can I have darker hair?”
“Well, some people dye it.”
“Can I dye my hair?”
“Maybe when you’re older.”
“Like seven or eight?”
“More like 18.”
“10?” Read the rest of this entry
“Mom, what foot does this shoe go on?” (Mom tells him.)