My "friend" Brittany said a few weeks ago that Christmas was kicking her butt. My butt has been thoroughly kicked by Christmas and life in general. But it's been a good butt kicking and I am missing my blogging friends. Yes, even though I've only ever met 3 or 4 of you, I feel you are my friends. I share laughter, tears and smiles with you. It's like having imaginary friends or a mid-life crisis. You are great because one of you is always there when I need a good laugh and nobody gets all miffed when I ignore y'all while I'm drinking life from a firehouse. You are cheaper than therapy and I don't need to send you a Christmas card. So thanks for making me smile and cheering me up so many times.
If I felt like getting off this bed and getting my camera, I would post pictures of all the amazing crafty things I, yes I did this past month. You would be impressed. All of Martha Stewart's recent projects must have tanked because I have been totally chanelling her. Except for the prison part. But prison doesn't sound half bad--3 square meals that I don't have to cook and time to read or write or do whatever I want. . .
But instead of posting crafty pictures, I will tell you the funny things my kids said this past week.
What I'm Trying to Say. . .
Morganne at a party: Um, um, the ship is in your sea.
Friend: Do you mean: The ball is in your court?
Morganne: Yeah, that's what I was trying to say.
The Secret to Success
Luke: Mom I have armpit hair.
Me: No you don't.
Luke: Yes I do; look in the light.
Me: Gross! You do have armpit hair.
Later that night
Me: Luke, I'm sad that you have armpit hair. It means you're growing up. You don't want armpit hair do you?
Luke: Mom, every boy wants armpit hair. It's kind a sign that he's a real success.
At the Dinner Table
Luke to his brother Quin: You must be butter because you are on a roll!
Quin: Luke, that was actually funny.
Luke in Primary (Sunday School) during a sharing time about choices and consequences:
Sister Stout: When Brother McDonald was a boy, he practiced the piano a whole lot. What is the consequence of that action?
Luke quickly raises his hand.
Sister Stout: Luke--
Luke: He missed out on a lot of other things.