underwear

T: Cwissy do you have buz light year on your underwear?
Me: Um.... no
T: Cwissy who's on your underwear?
Me: (pause: trying to decide if it was appropriate to describe my underwear to him) Um... Nothing
T: Oh, you just have girl underwear.

attempt #3

ok so I am technologically challenged. Her blog is named Living in a Fish Bowl and she is on my list of blogs that I follow.

attempt #2

Ok so that didn't work at least I don't see the link. Let me try this again in a different way.

Prayers

I am attempting to add a link to a friends blog. She is going through an adoption and could us all the prayers she can get. You can follow her incredible story on her blog. It's amazing and scary. But I know that our God is loving and caring beyond all of our understanding and I know that no matter what the out come is God will be glorified though it all.

Library

Today Jer needed me to drop something off at the post office and it happens to be pretty close to a library. So I thought if all goes well I would sneak on over for a book or two. I didn't tell the boys where we were going. When we got there Tyson says "Where are we, what are we doing here" I told him we were are the library and he chimes in with "OH YEAH the car's fixed YAY YAY!" and just for the record my car is still running ;-)

What has this world come to.

Now I just think that peoples manners are going down hill. It is driving me crazy. The other day Jessica needed a book for school so we went to the library. She saw a man approaching the library behind us so she stopped to hold the door open for him. She does this a lot, both my kids do this actually. But it bugs me to no end when a healthy man who is not old and/or needs special assistance excepts my daughters open door. It is just good, polite manners for the man to stop and hold the door open for her and say thank you but lady's first. So this particular man excepts her open door and says thank you and goes to the next door and say "Well I guess it's my turn" (to open the door for her) So for a split second I forgave him until he decided his idea to open the door for my daughter was to throw open the door hard enough so he could go through first and if Jessica hurried up she could make it in after him. It warms my heart that today at church Brian jumps out of the car to open my door and then goes to the door of my dear friend Arthea and opens her car door for her too, and still yet walks up to the church to wait for us and holds open the door for us all there. Now Brian does this every Sunday morning (not opening Arthea's door it was just luck that she arrived the same time as us today) and when he holds open the door at church he goes above and beyond at times by waiting for ladies he has seen just arrive to hold open the door for them or even gentlemen who have there arms full. I so wish that moms took the time to teach there sons that this is just how it is done and that dads would do this in front of there sons as an example.