Wit is a little more serious in his stage combat.

War...What is it Good For ?

Absolutely. Nothing, say it again....I get the fact that Obama needs to keep what ever.  We are just getting out of Iraq and Afhganisthn, can we cool out? Give this up to the powers that be, The UN, not Congress.  Can we take a time out?  Like I do with my kiddos?  "Hey, Syria, You're messing up.  You gotta stop that", and You over there...You have to stop egg'n them on."  Now go sit and think about how you're mess'n with the rest of the world.  GO, NOW....sit and think about it.  The rest of the world will be waiting, peacefully.

 

Close but no cigar...

Just asked one of my kids to spell "curriculum".  We were talking about what is expected of them this year.  Yep, I think it was spelled correctly, ding ding ding, you have won a prize.  Your child is weird.  He can write better than his Mommy.

Squirrel on a Window
Look'n for a Rainbow

Gotta get Downtown
To Chicago
The Only Color Brown
He knows
-CF

Chuck is writing these poems, I swear.  He's like Bulkouski meets Vanilla Ice.

Then, I'm like, "How 'bout..,"

"I'm all pink..think'n-"

He goes, "Momma, I'm tired, we'll write in the morning".

Damn, shut out from 2 seven year olds?  They both already have an agent. All they need me for is transportation. Is this how it's gonna be? "Cause I'll cut off your Mac and Cheese."

How's that for poetry?

Awe. They're sweet, and snuggley.  Can't I just keep this age forever?  I've been working all week at school for the kindergartners, they seem so young, and my boys were just there 2 years ago.  My big second graders now give me attitude, really...really?  ACasa Forke, I guess so, as long as they "rap" it up with some poetry.

Hallmark Channel

"Frasier", one of my favorite shows, is on The Hallmark Channel.  I know this because I dvr it everyday.  It puts me to sleep.  Not because it's boring, but because, it makes me smile.  I know people that worked very hard on that show, that made it Emmy Award worthy ( I think 13 times )  One of whom is the father of my children.  I just paused it to write this...The Kiwis watch it with me.  They don't get the humor, but they know that that's where their Dad spent his day, that day.  I wish I had a DeLoreon.

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Join the hand
As we love together
As a family
We hold hands
We help each other through
Our struggles
And we are
Family

Chuck wrote this a few days ago.  7 years old.  No help from me, really.  He's a poet, and he know's it. Little sh.....

Oy Vay

Ping Pong

Yep, I have kiddos on a sleep over playing ping pong.  I'm watching them, and wanting to write about how life is like a freak'n ping pong game...but, I got noth'n.  I got a lot of dishes, and want get them to calm down and watch a movie and go to sleep.

Cute kiddos, and I love the Mommies.  We spent the day at the pool, and I'm super tired, but, I'm like 20 years older than them.  I wonder what kind of Mom I would be if I were 25, instead of 45.

Ha!  I got it,  Pretty--er.  More energy--er.  More patience--er.  More stupid-er--er -....

I think about the fact that my children will loose me when they are too young to loose a parent, but, we talk about it.  They have already lost their Dad.  Too young to die.  Man, I hate Cancer.

So, Ah Ha, ping pong comes into play......You serve, and I'll hit it back.  Twice.

Sunday.  I woke at 6 am with a passion to go to church.  Made the bed, showered, put on makeup, picked out clothes for The Kiwis, fed the fish, and put a load of laundry in.

All ready to wake the boys and get out of here, go to church.  Because I need a little "God" right now, this very minute.

Ah, they are tired, don't want to go.  What to do?  Scream, "Let's GO".  Or not.  I decide in my "Only Parenting" way that we will stay home and watch Joel Osteen on tv.  Now, I am not a religious person.  A bit of an existentialist, agnostic.  But, I do want my kids to grow up in the way that I did.  Yikes, Catholic, then Episcopalian.  Yikes.

We believe in God.  Yep, I just wrote that. Sometimes, I want to go a little more Old Testament.  More of a Jew, I am, OY......OY VAY.....A little bit of Yiddish.

My boys are at the age where they question.  Who, and What, and How did it.  I told them, just the other day..."I don't know".  I'm all of 45 and I don't know.  The cool thing is, you continue to question.  Never believe what some person says.  Look in your heart, and you will find your way.  Grow and Do, and Be, and Ask.

Knowledge is the best.  Decide for YOU'R self.  And when you're 45, you will probably be asking for more.

A long time ago, when I was, I don't know, about ten.  I made a deal.  I was old enough to know how to talk to God, on my own.  No Church, no parents, or youth group, just me and Him.  The deal is this..."Please be patient.  Let's talk.  I'm not sure what I believe, what I'm supposed to believe, but, you and I have a deal, right?  If You continue to believe in me, I'll do the same.  Don't give up on me.  I'll worship you."

And that is how I live my life with prayer.