Sunday, March 16, 2008

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

The 2 year old SugarPlum has become a slightly angst-ridden backseat driver, which was a recent surprise to Poppie and Nana: "Whoa! We're going so past!" (fast)

While maneuvering the S-curve at a clip, "Oh no, we're gonna crash!"

On our way to see Horton Hears a Who, "We don't know how to get to the movie. We need a map. We can get one at Wal*Mart."

Nevertheless, she was a happy front seat passenger when Daddy took her for a spin in the go-cart. There's no go-cart trail, and we're still not sure what sort of trail he blazed when they motored out of sight, but some of us thought the little darlin' probably should have been coughing up some instructions to her driver:

"That was pun!" she exclaimed as she climbed out of the go-cart.

Indeed. Me thinks Daddy gave the little darlin' quite a ride.

And what muddy little urchin doesn't want to be carried?

She walked.

Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord. And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by him. ~ Colossians 3:16-17

1 comment:

Kate said...

Your quote of the day reminds me of how Larry once told me he only gets hiccups in the hospital. Then later that same day he got the hiccups outside and he said, "That's weird, this usually only happens in hospitals."