A Newborn's Conversation with God

A baby asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?" 

God said, "Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."

The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy."

God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy."

Again the small child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?"

God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."

"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"

God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."

"Who will protect me?"

God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life." 

"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."

God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you." 

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name." 

God said, "You will simply call her, Mom." 

Mr. Sippy

Peanut: "Mr. Sippy 1, Mr. Sippy 2, Mr. Sippy 3...ready or not here I come! Mom, that's another way to play hide and seek."


Me: "Yes, sweetheart, but I think it's supposed to be Mississippi - not Mr. Sippy."

Gobble gobble

Mrs. K's pet peeves

I'm no English teacher. Just look at that sentence! There's your proof! 

But...come on people. Let's talk about pronunciation.

Frustrated: There is an "r". It's not fustrated. 

Ambulance: Not ambliance (pronounced ambleeance). 

Just sound them out! I promise, it works! 

Ok, let's move on... grammar.

There, Their, They're - There is a place, Their is something that belongs to them, They're is short for They Are.


To, Two, Too - Two is a number, Too means also, To is used with verbs (going to).




Who's, Whose - Whose is possessive, Who's is short for who is.


Your, You're - Your is something that belongs to you, You're is short for you are.


Its, It's - Its is possessive - something that belongs to someone, It's is short for it is.


What are your English language pet peeves?

A nice surprise

I love my job. And I don't mean that in a sarcastic-Ireallydon'tlikemyjob kind of way. I really do. I work hard. But I get to do fun stuff during the day. I get to spoil my customers. And they have gotten used to being treated this way.

But every once in a while, one of them will send me a nice email telling me how wonderful I am. Or maybe even a card in the mail to go on and on about my awesomeness (yes, it's a word. Right, Lisa?).

But today, a customer, a NEW customer took the cake.

Or should I say COOKIE?

They showed up with a cookie bouquet and 2 cookies made for my boys. Are you kidding me? I didn't even know what to say. So, I just kept saying "Oh my gosh. Thank you SO much!" I wanted to hug them but I didn't want them to be weirded out since we just met a few weeks ago and all.

Is it so nice to be appreciated. And although it's so much fun to give, I realized today it's also fun to receive.

Here are a few pics of the boys receiving and appreciating their cookies:

Pure entertainment

You have to check this out. I'm not sure what I enjoy more...Eli dancing or Rob singing and playing guitar. (You'll have to go to the bottom to pause the music before watching the video)

World Cup

Tonight, Peanut had his first World Cup rec soccer game. They have only had 2 practices, so most of them were still pretty clueless. There are a few kids that you can tell have played for a few years and practice more than the scheduled times.

Peanut is not one of those kids.

I actually asked him after practice on Sunday if he was afraid of the soccer ball. He assured me that he was not, but he was afraid that he was going to knock someone down. Now, that I buy. He is always worried about others. So, I did the thing any parent would do...told him not to worry about the other kids and just to go after the ball.

The thing with Peanut...I see potential in him (with a lot of things...not just soccer!) but he just doesn't try very hard. I know, I know, he's 6. And I went through this last summer with t-ball. I need to chill.

I told him tonight that he just needed to TRY and that I would be proud of him. Well...I'm happy to announce that he got the first kick in (and a GOOD ONE) of the game and it appears that's all he needed. He got a taste of how it felt to actually play the game and he was totally into it.

For that quarter anyway.

They have enough kids that they play 10 minutes or so and then sit out while the rest of the team plays. The second time he went in there was a little more monkeying around because his best buddy was on the opposing team. At one point, his friend was smacking him on the butt.

Seriously...

I did yell out at him to knock it off.

But that was no comparison to the psycho dad next to me...yelling at his kid like this was the World Cup. Come on. These kids are 5 and 6 years old. Give it a rest! I need to remember to distance myself from him because this is only the 2nd time I've been in his presence and it's getting hard to hold my tongue. I'm sure he's a nice person, just a little intense for rec league soccer.

Just chill.