I am currently a prisoner in my own home. Son #1 is having a study group over here (going on 3 hours now) and evidently I am too dorky to be in the vicinity of the teenagers. No one actually said that, but I've been around enough teenagers in my lifetime to be able to read facial expressions. Besides, it's basically just an assumption (by teenagers) that all parents are dorky.
I ought to go put on hubby's rubber gardening boots, some coveralls, black out a couple of teeth and then go out and say howdy. I mean, if it's expected then I should get some enjoyment acting it out!
While in my prison I've had some time to ponder. Here's my latest pondering: God must have a special place reserved in heaven for the parents of children who play loud musical instruments. Now, I'm not talking about the piano, violin, flute or other such lovely instruments. I'm specifically talking about all kinds of electric guitars -- if they are plugged in to an amp.
I can ponder about this because I've had all sorts of musical instruments practiced in our home. Here is a compilation:
piano, flute, piccolo, violin, harp, coronet, guitars (acoustic and electric), tuba and drums. The last 3 are the ones that are sure to land me a nice beach-front piece of property in the here-after -- please.
Here's what else I'm pondering (I really need to get out of here!): I should take odds from all of my friends and family --- on the chance of me bringing home a baby from Kenya. Someone asked me about that yesterday:
Someone: "So, why are you going to Africa?"
Me: "I'm going to adopt a baby, like Madonna."
Someone: "Really?" (ok, so the someone doesn't know me well enough to understand my humor)
Me: "No, I'm going on a mission trip."
Someone #2: "I bet you do bring home a baby. You already have a big family." (What the heck?! Wouldn't that automatically prove that I would NOT bring home another one?!)
Me: "No can do. The hubby would certainly divorce me if I brought home a kid. He can barely stand the 6 we have." (I was totally kidding -- he can stand most of them).
Someone #2: "Nah, I bet you bring one home."
So, what are the odds? And who's giving them? Most people know I have a difficult time turning away from kittens and puppies (which explains the two mentally challenged canines in my back yard). And I have loved holding babies since I was a little girl (so does that also explain the six mentally challenged ....... wait, ....... nah, I can't go there).
I'm sure I'll want to rescue every child I see in Kenya. This will be a challenge. But I just need to keep my goal in mind:
Getting my six raised (as well as possible) and out of our house.
9 comments:
I'm betting 6 to 1 you DO NOT come home with an African baby. Mr.FFL
I think that's a pretty safe bet. :)
PLEASE bring one home!
The next week when you get tired of it, you can drive up to Waco and drop it off with me.
Love you!
I'm with Mr.FFL. At fourty something, having a baby at this point in your life would just push you over the edge of insanity (not to mention the 4 males living in the house) the crying the pooping and throw up, the sleepless nights and ANOTHER CAR??????? Hello! You are better off to adopt an animal while you are there. You just have to feed that. LOL
An animal? What - like a giraffe or something? A zebra? Nahhh, I'd rather have a kid that an animal. Go figure.
Yeah, like a giraffe or zebra. That way you just have to pay to feed it and it stays there. Like adopt a highway on Sienfield. LOL Just a thought!
Now what fun would it be to adopt something and then leave it there?!
Wait -- come to think of it, what a great way to parent!! We may have to look into marketing that idea!
Daughter #3 wants me to adopt a baby --- that's cuz she won't have to be here to raise it or clean up it's messes.
She needs to come and get her mentally-challenged dogs out of the backyard and take them to Waco!!
Daughter number 2 agrees with daughter number three. You don't have to adopt a baby, you can adopt an older kid. You should go to the orphanage where we worked and adopt the girl we sponsor- Leah! She's 10. You would LOVE her. Think about it, that's all I'm saying...
Actually, I'll say one more thing- if you adopt a child from Africa and give it a better future, God might give you better beach-front property later. Think going from Galveston to the Grand Caymans. Just something to consider...
:)
I can NOT believe you're offering bribery (albeit a strange form of bribery) as an incentive to adopt a 10 year old child!
Although I must admit -- the Grand Caymans was a good touch (if there were fewer sting rays).
:)
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