HA!

A conversation with my 3yr old this morning.

"Ma-Ma-Ma-Mama"
"Yes?"
"C-C-C-Can I have one mow of those f-f-f-fwogs?"
"Frogs?"
"Yeah. FFFFFFwogs."
"umm.."
"Can I? One m-m-mow of those fwogs. Pweease... And Hannah too?"
"Frogs honey? I don't know what you are talking about."
"You know...the ffwogs."
"No, I don't know. What frogs?"
"The fwogs. The b-b-bwack ones. The good ones."
"Frogs honey? I have no idea what you mean."
"Just one mow mama. PWEEEASE!!"
"Honey--I don't know what you mean."
"The fwogs. The bwack ones. The good ones. You got fow d-d-daddy."
" OHHHHHHH...the turtles? The chocolates?"
"Yeah mama. The twutles."

Some would say...

I'm a bit naive. That would be my mothers fault. When you live good and truth, sometimes it's hard to even think of evil. Not that you are perfect...by any means...it just doesn't come as easy as it would for others. Especially those who don't know Jesus. Mind you, I do live a bit on the negative side, but I always try to look at the positive as soon as the negative pops up. Yet there are times when I think (or say) "I couldn't even imagine!"...well, because, I really couldn't imagine.

Last evening a friend of mine and I went to the movies. A good get away..and cheap night to boot!! On our drive home 'my friend' was telling me a bit about 'her friend' ... (is this where one inserts "the friend of a friend" phrase?) This "friend of a friend" is having trouble in her marriage (of 2 years). (no affairs, just not 'happy" anymore)
MY friends response to her was... DIVORCE!
Yes, DIVORCE!
During the conversation I kept saying "but she's married now"..and then "but she's married now". Finally, with a bit more force I said "But she CAN'T..she's MARRIED NOW!" and my friend says "AMYYYYYYYY...that's why they made DIVORCE!!"

Umm....

Now, my friend was telling/asking me because she wanted to know my opinion on what she should tell her friend. Not that it was any of my business (or yours..lol) but 'her friend' was asking..and well..she wanted to know what I thought. Now, this friend I love DEARLY. She does not know Jesus, but she will. She knows of my faith and the answers I will give...but she really was certain that divorce was the answer.

I'm speechless.
I'm sad.

Attitude of Gratitude...

And the award for this weeks' blessings go to..:

TAX RETURNS!!

Kids can say the darndest things......

Looks as though I may have a regular weekly blog here...

A conversation between my 3 year old son and I AFTER I disciplined him for disobeying. He was sitting on his bed, for 3 minutes, until I came back to speak with him.....

Me: Honey. Now let's talk about why mommy had to "discipline" you.
Isaiah: Okay.
Me: Do you understand what you did and why you got into trouble?
Isaiah: Yes momma.
Me: Okay then, what did you do?
Isaiah: Ummm...
Me: You...dis...(starting the word, helping him out)
Isaiah: Ummm...
Me: You..dis..
Isaiah: Ummm...
Me: Honey..you..dis...

Isaiah: (perking up) Yeah. I DISAPPEARED!
Me: (laughing) No honey. You DISOBEYED!!!

And with a little laughter into the situation, things went rather smoothly during our "talk"!!

Kids say the darndest things...

We have a bad habit in our home.
Funny thing-When I was first thinking of having children I was dead set against this habit...3 kids later...I waver a bit.
Seems as though, sometime in the middle of the night, usually between 3am and 5am, my children crawl into bed with me. (I say me, because Mike works a fair share of nights).
This is what I heard the other night (or morning I guess) who really cares at 3am??

Isaiah: "EWEEEE HANNAH!! STOP"
Hannah: "Stop what?"
Isaiah: "Hannah stop picking your bum."
Hannah: "I'm not."
Isaiah: "EWEEE HANNAH!! STOP. Stop picking your bum and putting it in my face."
Hannah: (getting irritated) "I"M NOT!"


By now, I am laughing really hard. As I realize Isaiah is acknowledging his first case of Hannah's "morning breath".

As I explain to both kids what exactly smelled like "bum" we all had a very good laugh.
In bed.
At 3 am.

Happy Birthday Big Brother!!

I'm a bit late.
His birthday was Thursday. The 7th.

Jason turned 35!!

I have been blessed with the best big brother!! Lately, he has been spending every spare time possible finishing our "rec-room". I know he is pretty much sick of the whole process (who isn't!!!), but when he is here, he doesn't complain or grumble (like I do!!). He is so handy with building and tools. He comes by it so naturally. He is always willing to jump in and help out. He is such a great servant. And he never likes to quit...he stays until the job is finished. He is very gentle. He has a rare sense of looking at some things in a very different light. He is the best "tryer-outer". He always eats what I cook--all my concoctions--and pretends to like it!!! (unlike my husband who is SO SO picky)) Jason has the most infectious laugh. I remember when we were kids, laying in bed, LATE at night, and he would be LAUGHING SO HARD at some TV show. I would start laughing...really TOO funny! He would protect a loved one until the end. He really is a great guy..and an even greater big brother.
Love you big guy.
Happy 35th!! Old geaser! (okay girls..I know it's not old, but I HAVE to bug him since he IS OLDER than me!!)