Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Small Talk about Fashion
I am a low-maintenance female: I wear very little make-up, accessories, or fashionable clothing. I can usually be found in a plain shirt with capris in the summer or some kind of warm-up suit in the winter. I value comfort over fashion, for sure.
Somehow, I ended up with this...
I am certain that my Best Girl does not approve of my fashion sense.
This morning, she came in and asked, "Mom, do you know what accessories are?"
I answered yes, and she replied, "You really need some."
Somehow, I ended up with this...
I am certain that my Best Girl does not approve of my fashion sense.This morning, she came in and asked, "Mom, do you know what accessories are?"
I answered yes, and she replied, "You really need some."
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
Friday, February 19, 2010
Small Talk at My House
A few fun conversations happened at my house today:
My Best Girl decided that she might be getting too big for kisses. Today, after I kissed her cheek, she told me, "Mom, whenever you kiss me, I am going to wipe it off; but don’t worry—the love will still be there."
Later, my husband surprised her with some flowers. After he pulled them out from behind his back, she grinned from ear to ear, hugged him and said, "Oh, I am definitely marrying you!"
I guess I have some competition!
My Best Girl decided that she might be getting too big for kisses. Today, after I kissed her cheek, she told me, "Mom, whenever you kiss me, I am going to wipe it off; but don’t worry—the love will still be there."
Later, my husband surprised her with some flowers. After he pulled them out from behind his back, she grinned from ear to ear, hugged him and said, "Oh, I am definitely marrying you!"
I guess I have some competition!
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Small Talk at My House
We've had several conversations lately that I would like to document. Last night, my Favorite Boy was looking on the back of a book and noticed the pricing information.
FB: Why does everything always cost more in Canada?
Me: I don't know.
FB: Oh, I bet I know! Canada is further from China!
I thought that was pretty good reasoning, and I didn't bother to tell him that not everything comes from China (surely some things still do come from other places, right?).
My Best Girl watched The Wizard of Oz earlier this week. After the movie was finished, I was singing some of the songs, and the following conversation ensued:
BG: How do you know all the songs?
Me: I watched The Wizard of Oz when I was a little girl.
BG: You mean you saved your DVD for me?
Me: No, we didn't have DVD's when I was little.
BG: Wow! That must have been a long time ago--like when the Israelites were in Egypt!
I told her that it was not quite that long ago, but I am glad she is retaining information from her study of Moses.
And finally, my Best Girl has been tucking in some of her stuffed animals when she goes to sleep. Before bedtime on Wednesday, we talked about that.
Me: I noticed how nicely you tucked in your animals. You are going to be such a wonderful Mommy one day.
BG: Do you think I'll be as great as you?
Me: Oh, yes. You'll probably be even better.
BG: Yeah. That's what I was thinking, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings.
HA! I had to hold in the laughter on that one. And for the record, it didn't hurt my feelings. If there is anyone who approves of my mothering, it has to be my Best Girl. She never wants to leave my side! I am confident that I have high approval ratings with her (for now).
FB: Why does everything always cost more in Canada?
Me: I don't know.
FB: Oh, I bet I know! Canada is further from China!
I thought that was pretty good reasoning, and I didn't bother to tell him that not everything comes from China (surely some things still do come from other places, right?).
My Best Girl watched The Wizard of Oz earlier this week. After the movie was finished, I was singing some of the songs, and the following conversation ensued:
BG: How do you know all the songs?
Me: I watched The Wizard of Oz when I was a little girl.
BG: You mean you saved your DVD for me?
Me: No, we didn't have DVD's when I was little.
BG: Wow! That must have been a long time ago--like when the Israelites were in Egypt!
I told her that it was not quite that long ago, but I am glad she is retaining information from her study of Moses.
And finally, my Best Girl has been tucking in some of her stuffed animals when she goes to sleep. Before bedtime on Wednesday, we talked about that.
Me: I noticed how nicely you tucked in your animals. You are going to be such a wonderful Mommy one day.
BG: Do you think I'll be as great as you?
Me: Oh, yes. You'll probably be even better.
BG: Yeah. That's what I was thinking, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings.
HA! I had to hold in the laughter on that one. And for the record, it didn't hurt my feelings. If there is anyone who approves of my mothering, it has to be my Best Girl. She never wants to leave my side! I am confident that I have high approval ratings with her (for now).
Labels: Small Talk
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Almost, But Not Quite
Every day, I try to instill principles from God's word into my children's hearts. Some days I can see that they are grasping these truths, while on other days, I know we have work to do. (I realize that this is a lifelong process; I continue to work on my own heart as well.)
This morning, we were talking about overcoming evil with good (Rom. 12:21). My Best Girl responded excitedly, "That means if someone tries to get me to do something bad, I will do good instead!" Happily I said, "That's exactly right."
Then, my Best Girl said, "So, if Maleficent tries to get me to do evil, I won't do it. If she wants me to prick my finger, I will run the other way!"
Ah, yes. She's four. Hopefully, she'll be able to apply this lesson to other situations. I doubt Maleficent will be at preschool today.
FYI: Maleficent is the villain in Sleeping Beauty.
This morning, we were talking about overcoming evil with good (Rom. 12:21). My Best Girl responded excitedly, "That means if someone tries to get me to do something bad, I will do good instead!" Happily I said, "That's exactly right."
Then, my Best Girl said, "So, if Maleficent tries to get me to do evil, I won't do it. If she wants me to prick my finger, I will run the other way!"
Ah, yes. She's four. Hopefully, she'll be able to apply this lesson to other situations. I doubt Maleficent will be at preschool today.
FYI: Maleficent is the villain in Sleeping Beauty.
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
Monday, February 9, 2009
Small Talk in the Car
Here are a few snippets heard in my car today:
Best Girl: I just can't wait until I die!
Apparently, she is really looking forward to Heaven, and she is really excited to see all the jewels there. I just hope she doesn't arrive before me! In the past 24 hours, however, she has fallen down the stairs in the garage, scraped her face on the concrete in a parking lot, and run into a wall (her face looks like she has been abused). I may have to carry her to keep her from more bodily harm.
Also heard in my car today:
Best Girl: My school is the best because we get to play before we do work.
Favorite Boy: Well, at my school, you have to do like eleven pages of work every single day.
Best Girl: Wow. I don't ever want to go to that school!
Yes, those first grade teachers are practically slave drivers.
Best Girl: I just can't wait until I die!
Apparently, she is really looking forward to Heaven, and she is really excited to see all the jewels there. I just hope she doesn't arrive before me! In the past 24 hours, however, she has fallen down the stairs in the garage, scraped her face on the concrete in a parking lot, and run into a wall (her face looks like she has been abused). I may have to carry her to keep her from more bodily harm.
Also heard in my car today:
Best Girl: My school is the best because we get to play before we do work.
Favorite Boy: Well, at my school, you have to do like eleven pages of work every single day.
Best Girl: Wow. I don't ever want to go to that school!
Yes, those first grade teachers are practically slave drivers.
Labels: My Best Girl, My Favorite Boy, Small Talk
Friday, December 26, 2008
Small Talk at Christmas
There have been several cute conversations at our house this week, but I wanted to share a couple of my Best Girl's comments. Because she helped me wrap presents, she knows what we are giving most of our family members. She has done well keeping the gifts a secret, but it has been very tough. This is the conversation we had about Grammy's gift (Grammy was in the room).
BG: Grammy really likes to read, right?
Me: Yes.
BG: Just like Belle.
Me: Yes, just like Belle.
BG: But we're not supposed to tell her what her present is, right?
I am sure Grammy will be shocked when she opens a box full of books tomorrow. :)
On Sunday, my Best Girl and Grammy were eating lunch together. They had a cute conversation.
BG: Grammy, can I marry Papa?
Grammy: Well, I already married Papa.
BG: Okay. Well, whoever finishes their lunch first gets to marry Papa.
I don't remember who finished first, but I thought it was hilarious that my Best Girl was challenging Grammy. They are both pretty slow eaters, so it was an interesting choice for a competition!
Edited to Add:
It's Tuesday morning, and Grammy is getting stockings ready for all of us. This is the conversation my Best Girl just had with her daddy.
BG: Dad, I am not going to tell you what's in your stocking, but there is a treat in there. But, I am not going to tell you.
Dad: Okay.
BG: Do we have any Whoppers? I mean, I'm not telling you what's in your stocking, but do we have any?
She just can't stand the suspense! :)
BG: Grammy really likes to read, right?
Me: Yes.
BG: Just like Belle.
Me: Yes, just like Belle.
BG: But we're not supposed to tell her what her present is, right?
I am sure Grammy will be shocked when she opens a box full of books tomorrow. :)
On Sunday, my Best Girl and Grammy were eating lunch together. They had a cute conversation.
BG: Grammy, can I marry Papa?
Grammy: Well, I already married Papa.
BG: Okay. Well, whoever finishes their lunch first gets to marry Papa.
I don't remember who finished first, but I thought it was hilarious that my Best Girl was challenging Grammy. They are both pretty slow eaters, so it was an interesting choice for a competition!
Edited to Add:
It's Tuesday morning, and Grammy is getting stockings ready for all of us. This is the conversation my Best Girl just had with her daddy.
BG: Dad, I am not going to tell you what's in your stocking, but there is a treat in there. But, I am not going to tell you.
Dad: Okay.
BG: Do we have any Whoppers? I mean, I'm not telling you what's in your stocking, but do we have any?
She just can't stand the suspense! :)
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Write-In
My Favorite Boy was just discussing the mock election they had at school yesterday (they were out of school today). He told me that he voted for John McCain.
My Best Girl jumped into the discussion as she is prone to do. She's told us that she is voting for Sleeping Beauty.
Her brother desperately tried to explain that she couldn't, but she wouldn't budge. I'll guess I'll have to explain the write-in option.
Sleeping Beauty for President 2008! Perhaps she could be the first female candidate.
My Best Girl jumped into the discussion as she is prone to do. She's told us that she is voting for Sleeping Beauty.
Her brother desperately tried to explain that she couldn't, but she wouldn't budge. I'll guess I'll have to explain the write-in option.
Sleeping Beauty for President 2008! Perhaps she could be the first female candidate.
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Small Talk about Dad
Last week, I shared a picture depicting my Best Girl's love and admiration for her daddy. We had the following conversation earlier this week, and I wanted to share it as well (Dad was in Chicago):
BG: Is Dad coming home today?
Me: Yes.
BG: At lunch time or dinner time?
Me: Dinner time.
BG (Excitedly): Okay. Well, how about we have dinner first today!
I thought her reasoning was creative, but I had to explain that we couldn't get Daddy home faster by changing our meal times. She had to be patient and wait.
My daughter has always been a mommy's girl (that's putting it mildly). She still is, but I do love that Daddy is her hero!
BG: Is Dad coming home today?
Me: Yes.
BG: At lunch time or dinner time?
Me: Dinner time.
BG (Excitedly): Okay. Well, how about we have dinner first today!
I thought her reasoning was creative, but I had to explain that we couldn't get Daddy home faster by changing our meal times. She had to be patient and wait.
My daughter has always been a mommy's girl (that's putting it mildly). She still is, but I do love that Daddy is her hero!
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Beauty
A few days ago, I was reading a book with my Best Girl in her room. We were in our everyday clothes sitting on the floor. She stopped me mid-sentence and said, "Mom, wait a minute while I go check and see if I still look so beautiful."
She ran into the bathroom, looked in the mirror and said, "Yep. I do."
The whole scene just made me smile, and I wanted to bottle up that attitude. In no way do I encourage vanity; but as women, we should continue to appreciate our God-given beauty as we age through puberty, motherhood and beyond.
As she makes her journey, I hope she will always remember that the face she sees in the mirror was created by her heavenly father. And, of course, if she has doubts about herself, she can ask for my opinion. She will always be the most beautiful girl in the world to me!
She ran into the bathroom, looked in the mirror and said, "Yep. I do."
The whole scene just made me smile, and I wanted to bottle up that attitude. In no way do I encourage vanity; but as women, we should continue to appreciate our God-given beauty as we age through puberty, motherhood and beyond.
As she makes her journey, I hope she will always remember that the face she sees in the mirror was created by her heavenly father. And, of course, if she has doubts about herself, she can ask for my opinion. She will always be the most beautiful girl in the world to me!
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
Friday, July 18, 2008
Phrases You Don't Expect To Say or Hear
There are some things you don't really expect to say. As a parent, you learn to go with the flow, but you are sometimes surprised by what your children say or what you say to your children.
Here are a couple of things I never expected to say...
"Please don't let your wings scratch against the wall." (Spoken to Tinkerbell as she floated around the house.)
"Be still so I can get the sequin out of your nose."
Here are some things I never expected to hear...
"Mom, what was I like when I was your age?"
"When are we ever going to get a whale?"
I am sure you have had similar experiences at your house. One thing is for sure; children are never boring!
Here are a couple of things I never expected to say...
"Please don't let your wings scratch against the wall." (Spoken to Tinkerbell as she floated around the house.)
"Be still so I can get the sequin out of your nose."
Here are some things I never expected to hear...
"Mom, what was I like when I was your age?"
"When are we ever going to get a whale?"
I am sure you have had similar experiences at your house. One thing is for sure; children are never boring!
Labels: Small Talk
Sunday, June 22, 2008
It Must Have Been the Queens
About a month ago, my aunt and uncle visited our house. As usual, my Best Girl made a grand entrance in a princess dress, and my uncle attempted to compliment her. Unfortunately, his words made her run from the room sobbing. She wouldn't go near him for the rest of the day.
These are the words that prompted many, many tears...
"Wow! Here comes the queen!"
After much digging, we discovered that my Best Girl thinks all queens are wicked. She thought my uncle was saying something very ugly about her. We tried to explain that not all queens are evil, but she wouldn't buy it. When you think about it, queens are often portrayed as villains, so I understand her reasoning. This was not, however, the meaning my uncle intended.
Last week, I was reading to my Best Girl and Favorite Boy from a daily Bible about the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah. I explained that the people in the two cities were very wicked. My Best Girl nodded and said, "They must have had a lot of queens living there."
I guess we still have some explaining to do.
These are the words that prompted many, many tears...
"Wow! Here comes the queen!"
After much digging, we discovered that my Best Girl thinks all queens are wicked. She thought my uncle was saying something very ugly about her. We tried to explain that not all queens are evil, but she wouldn't buy it. When you think about it, queens are often portrayed as villains, so I understand her reasoning. This was not, however, the meaning my uncle intended.
Last week, I was reading to my Best Girl and Favorite Boy from a daily Bible about the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah. I explained that the people in the two cities were very wicked. My Best Girl nodded and said, "They must have had a lot of queens living there."
I guess we still have some explaining to do.
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
Thursday, June 12, 2008
My Best Girl's Prayer
This was my Best Girl's prayer on Wednesday evening at dinner:
God, please let us have a new baby real soon, and please let us go to Disney World. In Jesus' name, Amen.
Oh, yeah. I forgot. Thank you so much for this food. Amen.
My feelings on the matter:
Please let the answer to the first portion of the prayer be no, but I wouldn't mind going to Disney World. :)
God, please let us have a new baby real soon, and please let us go to Disney World. In Jesus' name, Amen.
Oh, yeah. I forgot. Thank you so much for this food. Amen.
My feelings on the matter:
Please let the answer to the first portion of the prayer be no, but I wouldn't mind going to Disney World. :)
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
Monday, May 5, 2008
Small Talk at School
I have been helping a few kids with reading in a first grade classroom at my Favorite Boy's school (I was a reading teacher before having my own children). It has been fun for me to do this. Last Thursday, when I arrived, one of the kids I work with was writing in his journal. He called me over and said, "Do you want to see my diarrhea?" Thankfully, he mean to say diary, but I had to bite my cheek to keep from laughing!
In other school matters, I had a proud mommy moment in the principal's office. The principal and I were discussing plans to take the kids to see their teacher before the year ends (she is fighting cancer). Of course, because of the serious nature of her illness, the talk was somewhat somber. My darling 3-year-old daughter walked over to the principal with her index finger sticking out and said, "Mrs. G, could I have a kleenex? I have big, green booger on my finger!"
I am sure you can imagine that I was quite embarrassed. The principal, however, thought it was hilarious (thankfully). I guess we needed some comic relief!
Kids...you never know what they will say next. Have a great Monday!
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Small Talk in the Cafeteria
My Best Girl and I go to school on Fridays to eat lunch with our Favorite Boy. Last week, an adorable little boy sitting next to me said, "Can you spell car?" I told him that I could and spelled it for him.
He said, "Wow! How did you know that?" I smiled and whispered, "Guess what! I can spell a lot of words."
He responded very seriously, "Okay, spell the word I am thinking in my head."
Huh?
I told him that I couldn't spell it unless he told me the word, but he insisted that I try. So, I said, "Ummmm.....D-O-G?
He laughed and said, "You got it wrong! It was J-A-R!"
Oh, well. I claimed to be a good speller, not a mind-reader, right?
He said, "Wow! How did you know that?" I smiled and whispered, "Guess what! I can spell a lot of words."
He responded very seriously, "Okay, spell the word I am thinking in my head."
Huh?
I told him that I couldn't spell it unless he told me the word, but he insisted that I try. So, I said, "Ummmm.....D-O-G?
He laughed and said, "You got it wrong! It was J-A-R!"
Oh, well. I claimed to be a good speller, not a mind-reader, right?
Labels: Small Talk
Friday, March 14, 2008
A Kid at Heart
On Friday, I had the opportunity to accompany my Favorite Boy on a field trip. We loaded the buses and headed into the city for a production of Go, Dog. Go! at the Nashville Children's Theatre. As I sat on the bus, surrounded by eager kindergartners, I couldn't help but smile. This is what I heard all around me.
"Look! A bridge! WOW! Look! A big truck! Do you see that? That building is HUGE! Look at that building with a blue roof! COOL!"
It was so fun to see the world through their eyes. The bridges they were so excited about were really interstate overpasses, but as far as they were concerned, the structures were as awe inspiring as the Golden Gate. I am certain it has been quite a while since I saw a concrete overpass and thought, "Wow!" But with the children, everything was the COOLEST. THING. EVER!
The show was fun, and both the kids and adults enjoyed every minute. The standing ovation, however, came as we drove away from the theater. As we left the downtown area, we drove past LP field (home of the Titans). The kids were all standing and yelling, their excitement at seeing the large stadium couldn't be contained. Over all the screams of "WOW!" and "COOL!", they could barely hear the adults saying "Please sit down on your bottom while the bus is moving."
And, although I didn't share their wonder when it came to the overpasses or stand and cheer when I saw the stadium, I still enjoyed attending the play, even though it was directed primarily toward the children. I guess I still have a little bit of kid in me!
"Look! A bridge! WOW! Look! A big truck! Do you see that? That building is HUGE! Look at that building with a blue roof! COOL!"
It was so fun to see the world through their eyes. The bridges they were so excited about were really interstate overpasses, but as far as they were concerned, the structures were as awe inspiring as the Golden Gate. I am certain it has been quite a while since I saw a concrete overpass and thought, "Wow!" But with the children, everything was the COOLEST. THING. EVER!
The show was fun, and both the kids and adults enjoyed every minute. The standing ovation, however, came as we drove away from the theater. As we left the downtown area, we drove past LP field (home of the Titans). The kids were all standing and yelling, their excitement at seeing the large stadium couldn't be contained. Over all the screams of "WOW!" and "COOL!", they could barely hear the adults saying "Please sit down on your bottom while the bus is moving."
And, although I didn't share their wonder when it came to the overpasses or stand and cheer when I saw the stadium, I still enjoyed attending the play, even though it was directed primarily toward the children. I guess I still have a little bit of kid in me!
Labels: Family and Friends, My Favorite Boy, Small Talk
Monday, February 25, 2008
It May Be Downhill from Here
My Best Girl has been asking to take ballet, but I've put her off for a while. My Favorite Boy didn't start participating in any activities until he was five, and I am in no rush to add more events to our schedule. Last week, however, I found out about a class in a neighboring town. They had two spots open in their Monday morning preschool class: a perfect fit for my Best Girl and her best friend from church. The program is very reasonably priced, and we decided to go ahead and participate while we can take advantage of daytime classes.
On Saturday, we told my Best Girl that she would be able to go to ballet class on Monday (it's really a creative movement class, but don't tell my Best Girl). To say that she was excited would be an understatement. She repeatedly thanked us, and she spent the rest of the day twirling and leaping around the house.
On Sunday, she asked, "Do I get to go to ballet today?" We said, "No, that's tomorrow." She replied, "Only one more day until the greatest day of my life."
I doubt she'll pursue ballet for long, but she certainly has a knack for the dramatic arts.
On Monday morning, she woke me up at 6:10 to say, "Mom, I don't want to watch any TV this morning. We need to get started on my hair for ballet class." I assured her that three hours was plenty of time for both My Friends Tigger & Pooh and fixing her hair. With about 15 minutes to go, she couldn't wait any longer, so she sat in the car by herself until it was time to leave.
On Saturday, we told my Best Girl that she would be able to go to ballet class on Monday (it's really a creative movement class, but don't tell my Best Girl). To say that she was excited would be an understatement. She repeatedly thanked us, and she spent the rest of the day twirling and leaping around the house.
On Sunday, she asked, "Do I get to go to ballet today?" We said, "No, that's tomorrow." She replied, "Only one more day until the greatest day of my life."
I doubt she'll pursue ballet for long, but she certainly has a knack for the dramatic arts.
On Monday morning, she woke me up at 6:10 to say, "Mom, I don't want to watch any TV this morning. We need to get started on my hair for ballet class." I assured her that three hours was plenty of time for both My Friends Tigger & Pooh and fixing her hair. With about 15 minutes to go, she couldn't wait any longer, so she sat in the car by herself until it was time to leave.
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Small Talk with My Favorite Boy
We made it through the birthday bonanza, but now my Best Girl is sick with croup. The good news is that she has a mild case, so we are not having to spend time in the bathroom with the shower running to help her breathe. The bad news is that my Favorite Boy is very susceptible to croup, so he may be sick again soon. I am praying that he will avoid it! Croup usually hits him pretty hard.
On a lighter note, I wanted to share this conversation between my Favorite Boy and me. One night this week, I was lying with him in his bed, and I said that I couldn't believe he was almost six. I told him he was growing up too fast.
He said, "Mom, I am not growing up too fast. You are just confused because it is winter. The days are much shorter now, so it just seems like I am growing faster."
If only that were true! We could move to Alaska during the summer and the south pole during our winter. Then it would be daytime for most of the day, and it would seem like he wasn't growing up at all! I guess, however, that I just have to accept that my baby boy is no longer a baby at all!
On a lighter note, I wanted to share this conversation between my Favorite Boy and me. One night this week, I was lying with him in his bed, and I said that I couldn't believe he was almost six. I told him he was growing up too fast.
He said, "Mom, I am not growing up too fast. You are just confused because it is winter. The days are much shorter now, so it just seems like I am growing faster."
If only that were true! We could move to Alaska during the summer and the south pole during our winter. Then it would be daytime for most of the day, and it would seem like he wasn't growing up at all! I guess, however, that I just have to accept that my baby boy is no longer a baby at all!
Labels: My Favorite Boy, Small Talk
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Whay I Shouldn't Have To Take a Nap, Reason #137
Last week, I was trying to get my Best Girl down for her nap. She invented a new reason why she shouldn't have to rest.
"But Mommy," she said, "I can't take a nap! There's movie traps in my bed!"
Just a guess, but I think she meant bo0by traps (I'm sure she heard this on Backyardigans). I never know what will come out of her mouth next.
For the record, she still had to go to sleep. I checked her bed very carefully, but I couldn't find any movie traps. :)
"But Mommy," she said, "I can't take a nap! There's movie traps in my bed!"
Just a guess, but I think she meant bo0by traps (I'm sure she heard this on Backyardigans). I never know what will come out of her mouth next.
For the record, she still had to go to sleep. I checked her bed very carefully, but I couldn't find any movie traps. :)
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Just When You Think You Are Getting Through
On Monday evening, I was studying the Good Samaritan with my Favorite Boy and Best Girl. I started by explaining that the story of the Good Samaritan was a parable that Jesus told. My Favorite Boy said, "Oh, yes! That's like a fiction story, but Jesus used it to teach a lesson."
I told him that he was exactly right, and we continued. When we got to the part about the priest and Levite passing by the wounded man without helping, my Favorite Boy said, "They were God's helpers, so they should have helped! It would be like if we were on the way to church, and we saw someone who needed help, God would want us to stop and help, right?"
Again, I told him that he was right, and I was feeling good about our discussion. We got to the end of the story where the Good Samaritan told the innkeeper that he would pay for any expenses that the injured man might incur. At that point, my Favorite Boy exclaimed, "Well, why did he do that? Now they won't call him the Good Samaritan, they'll have to call him the Poor Samaritan!"
I guess we still have work to do. :)
I told him that he was exactly right, and we continued. When we got to the part about the priest and Levite passing by the wounded man without helping, my Favorite Boy said, "They were God's helpers, so they should have helped! It would be like if we were on the way to church, and we saw someone who needed help, God would want us to stop and help, right?"
Again, I told him that he was right, and I was feeling good about our discussion. We got to the end of the story where the Good Samaritan told the innkeeper that he would pay for any expenses that the injured man might incur. At that point, my Favorite Boy exclaimed, "Well, why did he do that? Now they won't call him the Good Samaritan, they'll have to call him the Poor Samaritan!"
I guess we still have work to do. :)
Labels: My Favorite Boy, Small Talk
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Small Talk at My House
Tonight, I overheard my Best Girl talking to my Favorite Boy. (I am substituting the word brother for my son's name in the conversation.)
BG: Brother, are you married?
FB: No.
BG: Great! You can marry me!
Keep in mind that only two weeks ago, she was demanding that I make him stop breathing. Now she wants to marry him. I guess there is nothing like the love/hate relationship between a brother and sister!
BG: Brother, are you married?
FB: No.
BG: Great! You can marry me!
Keep in mind that only two weeks ago, she was demanding that I make him stop breathing. Now she wants to marry him. I guess there is nothing like the love/hate relationship between a brother and sister!
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
