25.8.07
I have recently had a conversation that makes this so poignant for me. I have always adored Mother Teresa, though at odds with her faith. I was touched by her honesty.
17.8.07
hello, memaw?
My phone has been broken for quite some time. Since there is quite literally NO place within 100 miles of where I'm staying in Southern Illinois to get a Sprint phone repaired, Conor took it with him to Missouri. I have made several trips back and forth with 2 kids and no phone. Not so safe. I called to inquire about the status of my phone repair. It has been several weeks. My phone was not fixed. Conor called them up and layed the smack down. (It was kinda hot). So he got me a loaner phone. The person who had the phone before me left me contact numbers for Cody, Memaw, and Pappap. My ring tone options where Third Day and Larry the Cable Guy. There was a very blurry and too close picture of a hound dog of some sort.
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4.8.07
good, bad, indifferent?
We had family photos taken before Conor went to tech school. We took a mid photo session break to put Finn down for a nap, and returned to take some pictures of just me and Conor. Walking downstairs with the photographer, she posed the strangest question I've ever been asked. I'm sure she was just attempting to make small talk. Nonetheless. Weirdest. Question. Ever.
She asked "Are your kids good?"
"Good?" I replied.
"Like, well-behaved," she answered.
WHAT?
I responded rather awkwardly that one was a toddler and one was a baby.
Now I'm of the opinion that babies cannot and do not misbehave. And well toddlers....If they aren't "misbehaving" (and I take some exception to that term) they probably aren't alive.
I've decided if anyone ever asks me if my kids are "good"..... as opposed to rotten to the core, I will respond:
Good? No way. That little one knocked over a liquor store. The girl uses the F-word constantly, and I've caught her with men in her bed. Twice.
She asked "Are your kids good?"
"Good?" I replied.
"Like, well-behaved," she answered.
WHAT?
I responded rather awkwardly that one was a toddler and one was a baby.
Now I'm of the opinion that babies cannot and do not misbehave. And well toddlers....If they aren't "misbehaving" (and I take some exception to that term) they probably aren't alive.
I've decided if anyone ever asks me if my kids are "good"..... as opposed to rotten to the core, I will respond:
Good? No way. That little one knocked over a liquor store. The girl uses the F-word constantly, and I've caught her with men in her bed. Twice.
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