It is so refreshing to rediscover life through the eyes of a child.
Especially my slightly twisted children.
Today’s Stories From The Boys’ Blog:
1. How Urban Legends Start
I’m listening to A and G playing with a big cardboard box.
They’re pretending to mail themselves to Disney World.
For now, A is sealing his brother inside the box.
“Tape me!” says G.
“With real tape or Duck Tape?” asks his brother.
“Noooo!” cries . “That’s the WORST kind of tape!”
“Why?” G’s voice was slightly muffled.
“Because it’s Duck Tape. They make it from real ducks. They kill them and turn them in to tape!”
While I was typing I heard A scurry off downstairs.
Then I head G explode out of the box and scurry after him crying,
“Nooo! I was joking about the tape!”
I guess he thought A was off to murder some ducks….
2. Watch Out, God’s Finger Is On The Button
After prayers tonight G (aged 4), betraying his guid Scots Presbyterian roots, said,
“Julie,” (he’s very informal), “I think God is remote-controlling us.”
Predestination? At 8:14 on a Friday night?
I didn’t feel like getting into a theological debate, but I fear the thousands of dollars we’re spending on a good Free-Will-And-All-That Catholic Education might be money down the drain.