Pet Story, not necessarily uplifting but here goes.... I have a Border Collie 4 years old, the other day I got home from work and noticed that all four of her canines were broken damn near in half, real jagged like she'd bitten into concrete or something, surely not. How could this happen? It makes me sad to know how much it probably hurts her but she's a trooper and doesn't really act any different since it happened. It just makes me really sad though.
i was outside the house. my cat was with another cat just lying around. he saw me, came over and suddenly nip me on the leg and went back to the cat. he was probably showing off to the other cat.
I was attending a potluck supper at some friends. Their 2 YO son was atop an end table wearing cowboy boots, diaper, holstered guns, and a cowboy hat. I walked by nodded his way and commented, "You must be a cowboy...." He looked pensive and replied, "Nope, I'm Jewish." ************** Two great reads on this kind of topic by Art Linkletter: "Kids Say the Darndest Things" and "Kids Rite the Darndest Things." *************** One time years ago when my kids were about 6 and 8 we had gone to the movies one Saturday afternoon. Afterwards, we were hanging around this outdoor patio/ice cream bar. It was just one of those beautiful evenings. The kids were goofing around telling jokes or something-- just laughing their heads off. All of the sudden, my son, the older one just really loses it and starts laughing uncontrollably. Then he starts distancing himself from us. Turns out he had laughed so hard that he literally crapped his pants. We had a fun shower when we got home....
When my daughter was around two weeks old (she's four months now), I had one of my many opportunities to change her diaper after a small episode with "number 2". I layed her down on my bed, positioned the diaper, grabbed some wipes, powder and rash cream, and proceeded to change her. I turn my head to grab a wipe and BAAAAAMMMMM...my first introduction to "projectile pooping". Apparently my daughter's posterior muscle development far surpassed her other development and showered my shirt and pants with "baby poo" (my wife is breastfeeding so we have yet to see some "normal" poo). My wife heard the noise and looked up to see what happened and immediately bent over and fell to the floor in laughter. My mother-in-law was soon to follow and I couldn't help but chuckle at what just happened. It was my first run-in with the true joys of parenthood.
My son had his 3rd grade basketball tournament last weekend. His team was 10-1 throughout the year. The only team that had beat them was a team that had some questionable players on there (like a couple 4th graders). And earlier in the year they put it to us pretty good. I told my son that even if they lost he was still a winner to me. He told me "dad dont worry I have it covered". About 3/4ths of the way through we were right with them but it seemed like nothing would go his way. He had always played very well throughout the yearand this was a bad time to have a crappy game. With the game tied with 3 seconds to go we called timeout. He told me again "dont worry dad". Our guard stold the inbounds pass and took a bad shot but my kid was right there for the putback at the buzzer. His team was mobbing him and he looked out from under about 10 kids and yelled "We did it dad!!". It was just one of those moments I will never forget.
