"Mom, I don’t want to wear the duck boots anymore because they  have holes in them…"

And they did.  Saddest day ever.  He wore the boots almost every day and they were the subject of many "conversations with strangers."  (One lady even took a picture!)  But there comes a time in every young man’s life when he must bid his boots farewell.

(Enter funeral music)

Put them on one last time, buddy…

As it turned out, no one wanted to accompany me on the procession to the trash.  Maybe it was too painful…

They’ve gotta go.  (Yes I put gross pics of me on the internet)

Don’t look down.

R.I.P

Back to business as usual…

Until, I remember the lady bug boots….  They’ve been trashed since the inception of their hand-me-down-ness.

One more funny face on a not showered mommy.

R.I.P Ladybugs (Does this make anyone else think of Quasimodo clutching Esmerelda’s dead body in the grave?)

And as I showed the pics to Charming on the camera, Spider came to the realization: "You threw away MY boots?" (Best pic ever, totally not staged, I promise).

Oh, I feel your pain, sweetheart.  But as you get older, you’ll see that tossing stuff is liberating.

I am not sure my children really get the concept of prayer.  I know they know the words to say, the format, and the behavior expected during prayer, but it’s fairly clear that they don’t really understand yet what it’s all about.  Their prayers however continue to amuse me, and they are all over the board:

Engineer (the know it all 6 year old, excuse me 6 and a half year old boy)

"Dear Heavenly Father, thank you for this day.  Thank you for our family.  Please bless Sugar to be reverent during prayer.  Please bless that Spider will stop talking right now.  Please bless us to always be right.  In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."

Sugar (the unpredictable, airy fairy 4 year old girl,)

"Heavenly Fath-eerr,  I’m thankful for our family.  I’m thankful we had fun.  Please bless us to be safe.  Bless us to have fun and do something tomorrow.  Lord of Commandments.  Love one another.   In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."  (she will not finish a prayer without the italicized part)

Spider (2 1/2, blesses the food regardless of type of prayer)

"Heavenly father, thankful for this day.  Bless that daddy can go to work.  Bless safe.  Bless the food.  Thankful for the food. Chryst.  Amen."

 So there you have it.  Hopefully when they begin to have real life issues, they will understand that they can turn to Heavenly Father in prayer to give them strength and lift their burdens.  For now though, they can continue to ask to "always be right" and love one another.

(And may the food be perpetually blessed.)

I promise this is a real ad I found.  Hilarious:(and I can’t make the font up here smaller)

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These Queen sheets are incredible! Not only are they a putrid limey green color, they are so rough that I am sure they will exfoliate your skin while you sleep, so you will awaken from your beauty sleep with smooth, baby-soft skin! (that is, if you can fall asleep!) We bought them on sale, thinking that they would be smooth and soft (yeah I know, we’re such wimps!) since they are at least 300 thread count, but nope, I think they were designed for monks to sleep in as penance. Or here’s a thought, put them on your guest bed when your mother-in-law or unemployed brother or another undesirable guest who might overstay their welcome, is coming to visit. I’m sure it will be a subtle subliminal message to them not to get too comfortable, but to go home to their own beds as soon as possible! These would also be perfect for people trying to detox… all those detox diets that recommend scrubbing your skin with a dry brush daily, to stimulate your skin to detox… who has time for that? Save a step and sleep in these sheets! What a way to multi-task! Tired of your kids climbing into bed with you in the morning and waking you up? I bet they’d stay in their own little beds if you were sleeping on THESE sheets, leaving you in peace to enjoy your exfoliating detox scrubbing slumber! And here’s the best part… you can have these sheets for free! Just come and pick them up! I’m sure they will change your life, and I’m such a nice person that I will give them to you at absolutely no charge, just for the joy and satisfaction of doing a good turn.

No, you can’t return them if you don’t like them. You pick them up, you keep them!

I promise this is a real ad I found.  Hilarious:

I think I would want to know ahead of time.  I dont think I would want to be told five minutes beforehand that I was getting shots.  In fact, that did indeed happen to me at a checkup when I was 13 or so.  Mom reassured me that there would be NO shots at the appointment.  None.  Zip.  Zero.  Zilch.  I got told I needed tetanus shots about halfway through the appointments.  My sweet mother threw me under the bus and quickly agreed with the doctor that this should happen at this very appointment.

And you may be able to guess what happened next.

Yep.  I passed out.

Of course now that I am the mom, I see things a little differently.  

Really its all about when do I want to hear the crying and for how long?  At the office I only hear it for a few minutes.  If I tell them in the morning, like I did with Sugar today, I get to hear the tears all da long.  Yay for me.

But which is right?  Opinions?