... You must see this entry she made. I'm copying it and pasting it because I can't figure out how to simply insert the link.
Kids: Big and Little
If you aren't up-to-date on the happenings of my extended family, long story short: my 19-year-old nephew Christopher had decided he was going to go live in the woods with his buddy Zeke for 3 months. When the boys first told us their big plan we were worried, then we moved on to thinking they were nuts, then we decided, "that's a great idea!" They need to go off and have a little adventure. Something to tell the grandkids. They left right around Faith's birthday and have already made it back to the comforts of Zeke's parents house. . . "but. . . but. . . but. . . we're going back out! Really, really, in just a couple weeks" . . . um hmmm. I'll circle back to Christopher in a moment.
I've had a whole watermelon sitting on my counter for a solid two weeks. It looked good when I cut it but I wasn't sure if it really was or not so I asked Faith to come sample a bite (I know, I know - good mother, eh?) She said it was great and asked me to cut it up. I took a bite myself and while it tasted fine, the texture was a smidge off.
I decided to take that watermelon out to the forest in the back yard and toss it for the deer to eat. After Faith and I came back to the house she said to me:
Faith: The deer are going to love that watermelon!
Mommy: I know! They are going to find a nice surprise later.
Faith: And the goats.
Mommy: Goats? I've never seen a goat in the back yard. Have you seen a goat?
Faith: No. Christopher said he saw a goat in our woods.
Mommy: I'll have to ask him about that.
Faith: Christopher lives in the woods now.
Mommy: No he doesn't. He's home now.
Faith: (busts out laughing) He came home? He said there was food in the woods! I heard him say it. FOOD! IN THE WOODS! He got hungry and came home.
She'll call you out. She will.
Kids: Big and Little
If you aren't up-to-date on the happenings of my extended family, long story short: my 19-year-old nephew Christopher had decided he was going to go live in the woods with his buddy Zeke for 3 months. When the boys first told us their big plan we were worried, then we moved on to thinking they were nuts, then we decided, "that's a great idea!" They need to go off and have a little adventure. Something to tell the grandkids. They left right around Faith's birthday and have already made it back to the comforts of Zeke's parents house. . . "but. . . but. . . but. . . we're going back out! Really, really, in just a couple weeks" . . . um hmmm. I'll circle back to Christopher in a moment.
I've had a whole watermelon sitting on my counter for a solid two weeks. It looked good when I cut it but I wasn't sure if it really was or not so I asked Faith to come sample a bite (I know, I know - good mother, eh?) She said it was great and asked me to cut it up. I took a bite myself and while it tasted fine, the texture was a smidge off.
I decided to take that watermelon out to the forest in the back yard and toss it for the deer to eat. After Faith and I came back to the house she said to me:
Faith: The deer are going to love that watermelon!
Mommy: I know! They are going to find a nice surprise later.
Faith: And the goats.
Mommy: Goats? I've never seen a goat in the back yard. Have you seen a goat?
Faith: No. Christopher said he saw a goat in our woods.
Mommy: I'll have to ask him about that.
Faith: Christopher lives in the woods now.
Mommy: No he doesn't. He's home now.
Faith: (busts out laughing) He came home? He said there was food in the woods! I heard him say it. FOOD! IN THE WOODS! He got hungry and came home.
She'll call you out. She will.
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