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My son just informed me that my leg hair is spiky like Max-D (the monster truck). I’m sure, in his mind, this is the ultimate compliment. However…

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Sometimes, no let me correct that, all the time, my son who is now three wants to relay what he’s seeing, saw, has ever seen, or plans to ever see, many times, all throughout the day. It’s a lot like listening to a techno song remix – one incessant replay of the same dang phrase over and over again thrown on top of a beat bed that’s also incessantly repetitive and trite. Not that I don’t love my son’s stories and all… But as of late he’s taken to combining everything he’s seen and done through the day into one long stream of consciousness. It goes something like this:

Virgil: Mommy! Today at church I learned that in the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. And it was good. And he made water towers. Look at that water tower! It’s so cool! Trains say “choo choo chugga chugga chugga.” Do you like trains, mommy? Mommy, do you like trains? Mommy, do you like trains? Trains are cool. Do you like trains, Mommy? I like trains. Do you like trains mommy?

Me: Yes! I love trains!

Virgil: Choo! Choo! Chugga chugga chugga. Brrrrrrrrrrmmmmmm Monster truck just crashed! Mommy, did you see that crash? My monster truck crashed into my seat! Did you see that, mommy? Mommy, did you see that awesome crash? My monster truck just caught some awesome air. I need to tell my daddy about my monster truck crash. Daddy likes pancakes! Mommy, are you driving?

Now, having a toddler of my own, I understand why Ritalin became so popular in the nineties…

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My mother always said, “Little pictures have big ears.” I never understood that until I had children of my own…

Virgil: Mommy, that is cray cray.

Me: Virgil, let’s not say “cray cray.” It’s not very nice.

Virgil: But daddy says “cray cray!”

Me: I know, but daddy is teasing when he says it. And he shouldn’t say it either.

Virgil: Okay, mommy. What the heck?

Me: Virgil! We can’t say “what the heck” either! It’s not nice to say things like “what the heck” and “cray cray.”

Virgil: Okay mommy. It’s not nice to say “beautiful, beautiful, beautiful” either.

Me: Sigh…

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C.S. Lewis Talks Prayer

“In Gethsemane the holiest of all petitioners prayed three times that a certain cup might pass from Him. It did not. After that the idea that prayer is recommended to us as a sort of infallible gimmick may be dismissed.” C.S. Lewis