State of Obvious

Our dog Lily, now who doesn't love a face like that? By the way, thank Eric for the Mother Teresa look she's sporting.

This picture is of Joshua a couple of years ago, the outfit is of his own choosing... So Joshua comes out of his room tonight, after he has only been in bed for 10 minutes or so, and he is crying. "What's the matter?" I ask. "I want to spend more time with my parents," he sobs. Hmm, I wasn't expecting quite that answer. "You always want to go to Gramma's house, honey, so we don't get to spend time with you very much," I reply. "But I don't want to grow up," he cries. "I want to stay with you. I don't want to be 20!" I was expecting that even less. It's my own fault - well Eric has a part to play in it too. We keep telling him to slow down, stop growing up so fast, and apparently he is listening a little to carefully. But, how do I explain to my seven year old that growing up is natural and good, while all the time I am thinking that I wish he would never change and that he would stay mine forever? He is s

We were playing Pac Man Fever, a Gamecube game in which the computer player cheats constantly I'll have you know, when Joshua created a new catch phrase for us all to pick up. After winning a good portion of tokens in the token game, Josh commented: "It must be Lucker's Begin." I am sure I'll be hearing it all over the place soon!