Thursday, March 3, 2011

A day in the life

of Bode:
I think this was right after I unwrapped the mini-blind cord from around his neck and figured out that the "decaf" tea I was letting him guzzle was not, in fact, decaffeinated.  

 and Mia:
On her way to school diligently practicing a poetry reading that she decided to do for show-and-tell.

After school when I asked her how it went she said, "Terrible.  No one even listened."

I wanted to cry.  But instead I shrugged and told her that happens sometimes and I still think she is awesome and smart and creative.

And then I got on my knees and prayed that she would never stop being who she is and that her overly-caffeinated, ER-trip-waiting-to-happen brother would never stop being who he is either.  


Wa Wa Waughs said...

You're a great Momma - letting your kids be themselves with lots of praise and protection!

Alyssa said...

I must admit that during the 30 minutes I see Bode at chapel, I get no vibe of wildness. He is very calm, obedient and kinda quiet. And I can't believe the kids didn't listen to Mia's presentation! Show-n-tell involves sitting and listening too. Sorry...getting on my school teacher soapbox here.

maresa said...

I would like the correct spelling of the first and last names of the kids who would not listen to my precious niece recite poetry.

Sheree Franks said...

Those kids just don't know how good Shel Silverstein is. It will take them a few years to get there, I bet. This reminded me of hearing Roxy recite "Hug of War" to me, and I teared up.