. . . your 4 year-old wakes up in the morning and announces "Mommy! Jesus escaped from my heart in the middle of the night." (For the record, He remains in her heart-apparently she had a dream that He left.) Phew.
. . . the American Idol judges announce that they are bringing Tatiana back for another shot on the wildcard show. What?????????
. . . someone approaches you after your car's been parked for several hours already (so you know they're not coming in to tell you that your lights are on) and they sheepishly ask, "do you own that white Buick at the end of the parking lot?"
. . . one of your children thinks that a great solution for getting a sibling out of a closet is to slam their head in the door.
. . . you hear a loud crash (see above) and your husband calls out for ice. "Quick!"
. . . you accidentally wedge the corner of a car door into the back of your calf. Note to self: add ice pack to the list of things to pick up next time I run to Target.
. . . the preschool Superstar chooses Daddy as her special guest to read to her class, learns that he might not be able to make it, and requests that her sister be pulled out of school to read to the class instead. Upon learning that this is not an option, taps her chin and looks thoughtfully into my eyes and says, "I don't have anyone else left to ask." (Is there any greater humbling job than that of being a mother?)
. . . you offer to teach a class for the kids department at church and your child informs you that she'd rather be in a different class. (Did I mention the humbling aspect of motherhood?)
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Wow, rough crowd! Is you car okay?
ReplyDeleteYeah is your car ok? And kids can be brutal!
ReplyDeleteOther than a crinkled rear passenger door, the car is ok. I get the estimate next week, so we'll see what happens.
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