Thursday, March 20, 2008

Stellar Moments

The boys stayed home while Charles and I made a quick trip to town. As we pulled back into the driveway, we saw Son3 cross to the nearest barn, from whence the music was to come, as we were greeted at the gate by Son4.

Then he left.

At the same time came the disciples unto Jesus, saying, Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven? And Jesus called a little child unto him, and set him in the midst of them, And said, Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven. Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven. ~ Matthew 18:1-4

Flaky

Son3: Look at my flake. I could sell it and get rich.

CarolineNot: Mmm ...... South Carolina?

Son3: Kosovo!

Therefore whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock: And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell not: for it was founded upon a rock. ~Matthew 7:24-25

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

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

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Baby CowNot Wranglers

"Do you want Daddy to catch you a baby CowNot?"


" I'll get you one."
[Note the relaxed, follow-the-CowNot posture.]



"Okay, I can catch this one."
[It helps to set one's jaw.]


Meanwhile...
"SugarPlum, Uncle Son3 caught a CowNot for you."


"Here ya go."


"Thanks, Uncle Son3."


"Here, you can have it back now. Where's Daddy?"


Daddy's stalking baby CowNots.
It's been nearly 20 years since Daddy last wrangled CowNots.
He's not on his game yet today.


"Hey fellas, help a guy out here."


"Score!"


"I'm on my game now."


"Thanks, Daddy."


For as the rain cometh down, and the snow from heaven, and returneth not thither, but watereth the earth, and maketh it bring forth and bud, that it may give seed to the sower, and bread to the eater: So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it. ~ Isaiah 55:10-11