It is time to dump out all of those pesky Legos in order to help them find a home. Unfortunately, I often drop some of them on the floor, step on them, and they end up back in the Lego Jar for next week. I guess that fits well with the theme this week. It dawns on me that we put a lot of time into getting to some destination and then home again. I was driving to the airport the other day and I turned on an old Mark Lowery CD. On it he sings a song called “First Class, Wrong Flight” in which he describes a time someone got on a plane to the wrong city while flying first class. He says, “It doesn’t matter where I go; I’m going there in style.” I guess that is what life is like sometimes.
The Human G.P.S.
My 6-year-old son took a trip with my wife to a house she is going to be cleaning. He was supposed to be her G.P.S. for the return trip. I was informed that he is defective. This is the essence of his directions:
“Go straight” — recalculating —- “Go straight, then turn” — recalculating — “Go straight until you turn, then go straight, turn” “You are home.”
I think we will keep him busy elsewhere.
Just recently I had asked my 3 year old to direct me to our house from the elementary school we are having our worship services in. He did a great job. I would come to the stop sign and I would say “which way” and he wold point. He does wear his sunglasses at night, so I think that helps him out.
The Challenge of Free Swing-Sets
I love when people offer free things to us. The hard part is moving it and making it fit in our yard the right way. Someone offered us a bigger set and I naturally took them up on it. We spent some time moving it last week and then I was finally able to get all the bolts in the right places this week. I bring this up because it was an answer to a request my kids have recently had for a treehouse. Just a week ago I was given a request for a tree house. I did some research and found that it would be quite expensive. It wasn’t more than a week later and we had this one in our yard. I know it is not a big deal to most people, but to my kids it was a huge deal. I am grateful for generous people.
Did you know why girls wear shorter shorts than boys? Because they wear shorter underwear. That is what my boys said.
Also, evidently my 6 year old has a crush on all the girls in his class. I think this is fine at this point because I don’t even think he knows what he is talking about.
If I say to my daughter, “are you a baby” she tells me “no, a girl.” We didn’t teach her that. She is just that smart. I guess she did get that from me.
I was also tagged and told that I had just been “cheese touched.” What is that? I don’t know. My brain is recalculating.
Have a great weekend!