Saturday, May 31, 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
I sent them to their rooms with instructions to put away their laundry away. A while later I noticed that little guy was looking a little funny. A little padded in the bottom area. When I asked him what was going on he just grinned.
When I asked again he burst out laughing and said, "I have on six pairs of underwear!"
Apparently in a six year old's mind it is easier to WEAR all the underwear than just put them in the dresser drawer.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
It is all political posturing. This one time "loyal" Bush supporter is now throwing him under the bus in his pathetic attempt to influence the presidential election and make a few bucks.
May all your books wind up in the deep, deep discount racks where people pass them by as the nonsense that it is. Or better yet, since you played such a vital role in a administration you thought was so wrong... give all the profits of your book to charity.
After a few minutes of mock-drowning the guys (their favorite Mom game), we were just sitting and catching our breath. Donald was rubbing my back and he leaned over and kissed me.
Big guy said, "Ooooo! Way too touchative!"
Word of the day!
Perfect opportunity for another question session with the boys...
If you had three wishes, what would they be?
Little guy: 1. To have a million dollars 2. to have a work out room 3. to have a dog
Big guy: 1. To have an unlimited number of wishes! (but if you wouldn't let me do that I would have 1. To be the CEO of a big company 2. To have the power of telekinesis 3. that my cousin, Andrew, lived next door to me)
What about you?
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
If you could be invisible, where would you go?
Little guy: I would go in the swimming pool naked.
Big guy: I would pull some pranks on my former principal. Ha!
Me: Information gathering!
If you could eat lunch with anybody living, who would it be?
Little guy: Toby Mac
Big Guy: Rob Beckley (lead singer for Pillar)
Me: my husband
If you could eat lunch with anybody who has died, who would it be?
Little guy: I can’t pick between Elvis or Einstein.
Big guy: Uncle James
Me: Jesus (although that is a trick question because although He died He isn’t dead!)
If you could go back in time, what time period would you live in?
Little guy: Whenever Elvis lived
Big guy: The Medieval Times
Me: Go back… no way!
If I gave you a $1,000 right now what would you do with it?
Little guy: Use half the money to buy an electric guitar and give half to charity.
Big guy: I would give half to my cousin, Andrew, and use some to buy tech decks and a PSP.
Me: Head to the beach!
(What about you? How would you answer some of these questions?)
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
With Memorial Day past us, I am trying to settle us into more of a routine and so this afternoon Big Guy said, "Mom, when are you going to tell us?"
(That is the best time to introduce the projects - when they are interested!)
I pulled out one of my bags filled with art supplies that I had been collecting including four fresh art books. I gave them each two books. One book was for doodling and whatever creative drawing they wanted to do. The other was for creative art assignments.
Their first assignment: Using the art supplies I had given them (ruler, circle ruler, charcoal, water colors, colored pencils, etc...) and design what their album cover would look like if they had a band.
Their eyes got really BIG and they both said "Cool!".
If they love this, they are going to love the photography scavenger hunts I have planned.
It was a day full of...
...the smells of gardenia, honeysuckle, fresh cut grass, food being cooked on the grill and chlorine in the pool.
...the site of my boys playing on bicycle ramps, ping pong, the trampoline, in the water, and with water balloons with their friends.
...the taste of lemonade and strawberry smoothies.
...hearing the laughter of kids playing, the roar of lawn mowers and the wheezing of me after a bike ride (I really need to ride more).
...the feel of grass between my toes, sunscreen on my nose and ice down my shirt (yes, my husband is a big kid!).
...the emotion of seeing the impromptu memorial to a fallen soldier in the front yard of a neighbor and remembering my own high school friend, Brian, who died two Christmases ago.
...the memory of those who have so selflessly served to make our freedom possible to have such a wonderful day. I appreciate those in my life who have served in the military: my Daddy, Denny, Jay, Edward, Randy and especially, Brian, who paid the ultimate sacrifice.
Monday, May 26, 2008
However, apparently one set of parents decided to take it one step further when they placed their seven month old on eBay. They posted this sweet baby for an opening bid of one euro (or $1.60). After German authorities took custody of the baby, the parents said it was just a joke. Authorities are investigating the parents for possible child trafficking.
A joke? Somebody better teach these people some knock-knock jokes, thumb wrestling, even hide and seek. Putting your child on eBay doesn't even fall into the "joke" category!
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Anne Jackson posted a question on her blog FlowerDust that really caught my attention, and apparently a lot of other people's attention as well.
"What is something you feel you can't say in church, or around other Christians?"
Some of the responses she has gotten include:
- I’d rather look like a good christian than put in the time and effort to actually be one.
- You rock, ’cause God didn’t have time to create a nobody and you are awesome!
- I currently feel NO connection to God when I pray or read the bible.
- I don’t often tell anybody what I really believe about women in ministry - it’s too heavy for most people and honestly, I think most don’t want to hear it.
- When I say “I’ll pray for you.” I don’t usually mean it. I have been a Christian for 27 years and I still don’t understand the point of praying.
- I like to swear. It makes me feel better.
- Billary and Bammamamma are from satan - there, I said it
- How come pastors don’t live what they teach?
How about you? What would you say?
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Big Guy said he wanted to get some lunch to start so we headed to Applebee's. After the guys wolfed down enough food to feed an army, we headed to Swell-O-Phonic so they could show off their mad skateboarding skills. Swell-O-Phonic has a great mini skateboard park area with ramps and grind rails so the boys were able to enjoy a couple of hours of skating. I was glad that I had planned ahead and brought a couple of packs of Gatorade because the Mississippi heat was unbelievable.
We headed home thinking they were exhausted but they busted out of the van only to set up the ramp in the street for more skateboarding until dark. Where do these guys get their energy?
The next morning they were up with the sun, scarfed down a couple of boxes of cereal and gallons of milk and were back out having more fun. I had to interrupt their fun to go pick up little guy from his last day of school. While in the van they decided they would like to extend the party for one day. Why not? These guys were all great and well behaved so we called the parents and received permission. We made a quick run for more groceries and then called hubby to see if he wanted to go see "Prince Caspian" at the movies with us that afternoon.
What does it take to feed a group of 5th grade boys? spaghetti, makings for nachos, hot dogs, pizzas, cinnamon rolls, 4 boxes of cereal, white powdered donuts, Oreos, 2 gallons of ice cream and toppings, 3 gallons of milk, 3 bags of chips (including the required flaming hot Cheetos), lemonade, Gatorade, soft drinks
I can't imagine a better way for big guy to end his 5th grade year and start his summer. These were a great group of guys and it was fun having the house full of boys having fun.
The cost of the perfect start to summer: PRICELESS!!
Friday, May 23, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
The 5-year-old daughter of Grammy-winning Christian music star Steven
Chapman was struck and killed Wednesday by a sport utility vehicle
driven by her
brother, authorities said.The girl, Maria Sue, was hit in the
driveway of the
family's home Wednesday afternoon by a Toyota Land Cruiser
driven by her teenage brother, said Laura McPherson, a spokeswoman for the Tennessee
Highway Patrol.The brother, whose name and exact age weren't available,
apparently did not see the girl, McPherson said. No charges are expected."It
looks like a tragic accident," she said.
My heart plummeted to my stomach when I read this today. My friend Cheryl sent out an email asking if we had heard about this terrible accident. She knew that Julie and I are big fans of SCC and his music.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Crunchy French Toast
2 or 3 slices of bread, cut into quarters
1 cup cornflake cereal (we are going to try a Corn Flake like cereal with blueberries in it)
2 large eggs
1/3 cup milk
1/2 teaspoon all-purpose flour
2 drops of vanilla
Butter and pancake syrup
1 Preheat oven to 400°F. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper or Silpat.
2 Put the bread pieces on a lined baking sheet into the warming oven (it does not need to be at full temperature) to toast lightly for 5 minutes. Cool the bread completely.
3 Seal the cornflakes in a heavy plastic bag. Crush them with a rolling pin to the size of rolled oats. Pour into a pie pan or a shallow dish. Set aside.
4 In a large bowl, whisk to mix the eggs, milk, flour and vanilla until blended. Be sure there are no lumps of unmixed flour. Pour into a pie pan or shallow dish. In batches, lay the bread pieces in the egg mix. Soak about 1 minute on each side in the egg mixture. Be careful not to rip the bread. 5 Place the bread pieces in the cornflake crumbs. Coat both sides with the crumbs. Place on the lined baking sheet.
6 Bake at 400°F for 10 minutes on one side. Then flip over with tongs or a spatula and bake another 5 to 10 minutes, until the crumbs begin to turn brown. Eat warm with butter and pancake syrup.
Makes 2 or 3 servings.
Recipe from: Kitchen for Kids
Monday, May 19, 2008
We sat in silence as we let the words sink in. Three years. Three years in "boot camp". No, he isn't in the military. That is just the knickname he and his friends have given the school they attend.
March here. March there. Don't talk. Don't breathe. Fun? That word is not allowed. You can have fun when you go home. You are here to learn, soldier!
Sounds harsh, but it is true. We adore the teachers and I am in love with the kids. It is just that the top administrator does not exactly put "pal" in principal. Until that changes these teachers and future students are destined to keep attending school boot camp style. Or as one teacher told me, "hell on earth."
Sunday, May 18, 2008
I even saw the king snake in the asiatic jasmine. Who knows how long he has lived there, but I have seen him every summer since we moved into this house eight years ago. Seeing him means summer has arrived.
Tonight we were all relaxing and one of the boys suggested we watch a movie that we had recorded. I said sure until I remembered... we have school tomorrow. BUMMER! I had already jumped off into summer land.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
Little guy said, "Look! They are on a "date"!" Then he just died laughing.
Big guy rolled his eyes and said, "Oh yea, she loves dragging him around like that."
Little guy: "She's not dragging him. They are having sex."
It was at this point I was sorely tempted to turn on the windshield wipers and wash these ladybugs right out of our conversation!
What a way to end the week.
Recipe for a Picnic
1 Picnic Basket
1 Container of Fruity Chicken Salad*
1 Bag of Whole Wheat Bagel Chips
4 Bottles of Water
4 Bottles of Orange Crush
4 Bags of Mixed Fruit
1 bag of our favorite chips
Directions: Chunk it all into the picnic basket, throw the kids into the car and head to one of our favorite picnic spots!
* Fruity Chicken Salad
One rotisserie chicken
1 bunch red seedless grapes
3 handfuls pecan halves, chopped into smaller pieces
2 hearts of celery, chopped
salt and pepper to taste
Directions: Take the rotisserie chicken and remove the skin, then pull the meat off in bite-size pieces. Add the mayonnaise to taste and celery. Add the grape halves and pecan pieces, mix and add salt & pepper to taste. We love to eat this with wheat bagel chips.
When I checked the national website, there are not currently any activities listed under Mississippi, but I am sure that Mayor McGee will change that with the opening of all of our bicycle trails.
Whether you bike to work today or not, I hope today is great for you. It's FRIDAY!
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Excuse me while I pick up my jaw. The Vatican has official astronomers?
I have always had questions about the Catholic church since my first visit with my best friend in high school. I went to church, uh, mass with her. We were walking down the aisle when I thought she had tripped and fallen. I reached down to pick her up only to discover that she was "genuflecting" before entering the pew.
Everything about my friend's church more than made me wonder. I had grown up in church, but never before had I seen so many statues of Mary in all my life. I could not imagine having to go to my church pastor to confess my sins (I John 1:9) or even calling the head pastor/pope, "Holy Father". As far as I am concerned, there is only one Holy Father and that is God himself.
For now, all of this astronomer talk reminds me of the star gazers that Herod consulted when Jesus was born. They followed the stars to find Jesus, but when they discovered Him they never returned to where they came from because they knew they had found the true King.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
My nose kept itching and after a few times rubbing it I started wondering if I had a lead moustache. I started getting tickled thinking about it, but knew I could laugh and/or look. It was tough trying not to think about that image, but since none of the kids were laughing at me I figured I was safe.
I have the weirdest sense of humor sometimes. O.K. Most of the times.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
I have no idea how the test was since I wasn't taking it. The kids seemed to be taking their time. It was the reading portion of the test so taking your time and reading everything is a good thing.
I think day one went smoothly with the exception of having to wait for everyone to get their tests. The bell rings at 7:40 and we did not receive the "GO" until 9:00. Some of our kids had fallen asleep at their desks from waiting. I wish they would let us go ahead and start when we received the tests, but that is not how they do things at this school.
One day down... two to go.
This past weekend was Mother's Day and Donald insisted that I take a little time for myself. Any Mom knows what a treat that is. To have some down time to just rest, read and relax. I couldn't have asked for anything more than that, but my boys didn't stop at that.
When I returned I discovered that while I was gone they had been very busy. I have a flower bed that runs along my front porch and one along my breakfast window. These two places are the ones that I see the most and neither had flowers. When I came home I immediately noticed that the boys had been busy. They had planted flowers in both of these beds as well as in my hanging baskets. Last year the boys had built two cute window boxes at Home Depot Saturday workshop and they had filled those with flowers as well. They now sit in our breakfast windows. Now I can't decide where to sit: on the front porch or on the back patio. Either one reminds me how much my three guys love me and how lucky I am.
Thank you, my guys! I love you all the way to Pluto and back!
Monday, May 12, 2008
It isn't like I cram junk down my boy's throats every other day, but I am feeling incredible pressure this week with the MCT2 testing going on. I know that my boys need a good night's sleep and they need a really good food in their bodies to give them the energy and fuel for their brains so that they concentrate and stay focused for the unbelievable amount of time that the ding-dongs at the State Department want these kids to sit still for. I'm sorry. I know that that was an incredibly disrespectful thing to say, but seriously, it makes me all shades of angry when I think about it for very long.
My son's school bell rings at 7:40 and he eats lunch at 11:45. They are planning for them to either bring a sack lunch or buy one from the cafeteria because of the length of the test. They are anticipating students not to finish by the beginning of lunch which for our school is at about 10:30. Let's think about this: 8:00 - 10:30. Could you concentrate for 2 1/2 hours for three days at the age of 8, 9 and 10? Ridiculous!
I'm sorry. State Department of Education. Either they need to come and experience day to day life in the classroom or we need to clear the slate and start over again. Because I don't know what their perception is, but right now it is not anywhere close to reality.
by Tanner Germany
Here is our family: Todd, Mom, Dad and me.
Here are our pets: Kit Kat.
Here is our home. (He drew a picture.)
I will never forget when my mom brought me to school.
My mom's favorite TV show is American Idol.
It's fun when my mom takes me to the park.
My mom is happy when I make her laugh.
My mom gets mad when I break something.
My mom always says "I love you."
My mom's favorite food is pasta.
The best food that my mom cooks is cookies.
My mom looks best when she wears a dress.
When I think of my mom, I think of love.
Every afternoon, my mom takes a nap.
I think my mom is the best mom in the world because she's my mom.
As you can imagine my heart melted when I opened up this Mother's Day gift from Tanner. It was a hard bound book that he made and illlustrated in school. I am going to keep this forever! You can't buy this book anywhere else. It is a one of a kind.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Life is big when you are 16. I had just gotten my driver's license and I was facing a big Algebra test. So big that I had studied the whole weekend. Math is not my subject. I got up to get ready for school. That is one of the last things I clearly remember. After that I remember flashes. My Daddy's scared face. Paramedics. My friend's faces pressed against the bus window as I was being put into the ambulance. The next thing I remember was hearing voices talking about me in the E.R.. I couldn't wake up, couldn't move, but I could hear. I could also hear crying. I kept thinking, "Don't tell my Mom those things. I am fine. If I could get my eyes to cooperate I could tell her not to be upset and that I am fine." I wasn't scared because I knew I wasn't alone, but I just felt trapped and wanted to wake up. I did what I did in any situation where I am scared, nervous or upset. I chatted. I talked God's ear off. I told him everything that I wanted to tell my Mom and Dad. I asked him what was going on. I reminded Him of every promise that I had read in the Bible, but I talked. After that I woke up again in a hospital where my Mom told me I had been having grand mal seizures.
I was in the hospital about a week after that (I think -- my memory is kind of fuzzy). I would not have made it without my Mom and God by my side. Mom was with me literally every moment of that. My world as I knew it was picked up and shaken like a snowglobe. My precious driver's license which I had possessed for a whopping two weeks was yanked away for a year. I had to start taking medications to control the seizures. Finding one that worked wasn't fun -- hallucinations, chest pains, shaking, nausea, -- yuck. Somehow this wasn't the plan at 16.
I remember that after we got home from the hospital my Mom would get nervous if I got "too quiet". When I left home, I know she was a wreck. Seizures were new to us both and since no one seemed to know what triggered them we were in no-man's land. These were the days before cell phones so it wasn't like I could just text her to check in.
I wish that I could say that I truly appreciated all that Mom went through, but I didn't. Not until I became a Mom.
Tonight I get to go over to Vicksburg for my home church's annual Mother/Daughter banquet. Both of my sister's and my niece are coming too. This is always a lot of fun and frankly it will be therapy for me to be with my Mom and sisters. When we are together there is always a lot of giggling.
I love you, Mom! Thank you for putting up with me. And always loving me.
Friday, May 9, 2008
Frankly, I told him it wasn't a big deal. I told him that going green basically meant not wasting. I also told him that his Nana and Papa had been doing the green thing since way before Al Gore invented the internet or became vice president, but somehow I think that went over his six year old head.
I'm serious. My parents and most of my friend's parents were big greenies!
"Close that door! Do you think we are trying to air condition the entire neighborhood!!"
"Turn off those lights. Electricity is expensive."
"If you are cold, put on a sweater."
"Ride your bike."
"Money does not grow on trees."
They grew their own garden. Mom made her own jellies and canned her own vegetables.
They were just living their lives.
Amazingly when I was young a lot of the same things that are happening now were happening then. President Carter was fighting the fears of America with rising gas prices, gas shortages, and the implementation of a tax to subsidize mass transit.
"Going Green" isn't new. God said to "Go Green" when he told Adam: "Rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air and over every living creature that moves on the ground." (Genesis 1:28b)
Thursday, May 8, 2008
One caught my eye and despite my normal policy, I bought it. (I figured standing there reading it for 10 minutes meant it was worth reading.) It is "Lord, Save Us From Your Followers". As the cover states, author Dan Merchant explored why the Gospel of Love is dividing America. He wanted to know when people moved from developing relationships to a bumper sticker mentality. He even has an entire chapter in the book on faith based bumper stickers.
His question is this. Do the drivers of the cars think this absolves them of actual face to face witnessing and what real message does this send to the world?
The answers he puts forth in this book are really fascinating!!!
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
I do not like your Christians.
They are so unlike your Christ.
What a thought provoking quote. Even Gandhi didn't want to go to church because he felt it was filled with a bunch of hypocrites.
I understand. Despite being a Christian I am struggling with that same feeling myself right now. I have been watching someone single handedly speak all the right words with their mouth, but destroy literally hundreds of people with their actions. This person is in a position of leadership and actively and loudly professes to be a Christian. When I listen to them say "love one another" and then shred people literally to ribbons, I understand why there are so many people who feel as Ghandi.
People don't get burned by God, they get burned by people who abuse the morals and integrity established by God. It is why establishing a relationship with God and not with the "church" is so important. A pastor I had once said that people become disappointed when they start putting people on a pedastal and taking their eyes off of God.
I think I am going to add this to my "want to read" list of books.
Summary of Book: The End of Faith. The God Delusion. God Is Not Great. Letter to a Christian Nation. Bestseller lists are filled with doubters. But what happens when you actually doubt your doubts?
Although a vocal minority continues to attack the Christian faith, for most Americans, faith is a large part of their lives: 86 percent of Americans refer to themselves as religious, and 75 percent of all Americans consider themselves Christians. So how should they respond to these passionate, learned, and persuasive books that promote science and secularism over religion and faith? For years, Tim Keller has compiled a list of the most frequently voiced “doubts” skeptics bring to his Manhattan church. And in The Reason for God, he single-handedly dismantles each of them. Written with atheists, agnostics, and skeptics in mind, Keller also provides an intelligent platform on which true believers can stand their ground when bombarded by the backlash. The Reason for God challenges such ideology at its core and points to the true path and purpose of Christianity.
Why is there suffering in the world? How could a loving God send people to Hell? Why isn’t Christianity more inclusive? Shouldn’t the Christian God be a god of love? How can one religion be “right” and the rest “wrong”? Why have so many wars been fought in the name of God? These are just a few of the questions even ardent believers wrestle with today. In this book, Tim Keller uses literature, philosophy, real-life conversations and reasoning, and even pop culture to explain how faith in a Christian God is a soundly rational belief, held by thoughtful people of intellectual integrity with a deep compassion for those who truly want to know the truth.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
This morning the boys needed breakfast and we truly did not have anything so I was really scraping the bottom of the barrel/getting inventive (you pick your description), when I pulled out the last of our hamburger buns, toasted them and topped them with peanut butter for breakfast.
I put breakfast at the boy's spots and sat down to have my coffee. Soon Tanner walked in and said, "Breakfast is awesome." I just smiled.
Todd walked in not too long after holding his bread and saying, "I love breakfast. Can you make this again tomorrow?"
My boys. I am so grateful that they aren't picky eaters and have such grateful hearts. Or maybe they are just starving because I haven't bought groceries in a week!
I better get moving. Kroger... get a buggy ready! Here I come!
Monday, May 5, 2008
Tanner has two amazing teachers. Mrs. Hollis and Mr. Johnson are both amazing. They have encouraged Tanner's fascination with learning as well as his desire to work ahead in some areas. Although differentiated instruction is encouraged it is not always put into practice as effectively as I have witnessed Mrs. Hollis and Mr. J do in their classroom. When your child has a fascination with reading and learning there are one of two things that can happen: it can be encouraged or it can be squashed. We are so blessed that Tanner was put into a classroom where his desire was nurtured and encouraged. His desire to learn has only gotten stronger. He is already begging me to "homeschool" him this summer and the school year isn't over yet!
I was warned that the fifth grade year could be really tough. Todd and I were both nervous on the first day of school. In addition to the fifth grade experience, he also was put into an all boy's class. I am not sure that either of us would have survived had it not been for his teacher, Mrs. A. Smith. When you become the teacher/"mom" to a room full of boys, you definitely have your work cut out for you. Mrs. Smith is grace under pressure and she is my hero! The fifth grade year is tough. The teachers are trying to teach, assist the students as they prepare for the transition into middle school and deal with the students who are undergoing the natural hormonal changes that occur at this age. Add into that recipe the kids normal personalities and temperaments and you have a job of enormous proportions. Just writing it makes me wonder why we have 5th grade teachers at all!?!
I'm not sure how the boys and I will thank their teachers this week, but I will never be able to thank them enough for teaching, caring for, and being the amazing God given teachers that they have been these 180 days of school. As far as Donald and I are concerned, they are angels in disguise.
We love you, Mrs. Hollis, Mr. J. and Mrs. A. Smith!
Sunday, May 4, 2008
I've been going to church all of my life. My Daddy had a motto for church: "If you are the second car in the parking lot... you are late." Growing up in the church, I had a lot of mentors. Some taught me about music, some taught me about Sunday School, some taught me about visitation, and some just taught me.
I had quite a few pastors growing up. One of the first sermons I remember was not because of the content, but because of the fact that the pastor quit preaching in the middle to tell me to stop talking. In a small church, that happens. That definitely qualifies as one of my (and my Mom's) most embarrassing moments.
When I was a teenager we had a pastor who taught an entire sermon series on "Papa God". I have an amazing Daddy so this series really hit home with me. This Pastor helped me connect with God in a way that I never had before.
After Donald and I got married we had a guest pastor who preached a sermon. What his sermon was on I can't remember, but he said one line that he become my life motto: "Whatever you are filled with, spills when you are bumped." Some days that one line haunts me. Some days that line inspires me. Other days that line motivates me. On all days that line reminds me of what is ultimately true.
These days Sundays have been a rediscovery of worship. Pastor Phil's sermons tend to inspire a sense of worship in my spirit. There are true moments in the service when I want to stand up and say, "Hey! Don't you people here what he is saying? How can this sanctuary be so silent? Can't you feel the hope, the truth, the feeling of worship in your spirit?" But yet, I know that wouldn't be right because maybe this is my moment.
Very intimate moments with the Savior. That is what worship is all about.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
"It's going to be a great day!"
"Did you sleep well?"
"It is 6:20 and we will need to leave about 7:00."
After about 4 minutes, his left eye slit open and he made one statement: "I do not understand your native language."
My child, the comic. Even when he is half asleep.
I'm not talking about my sons. I'm refering to Miley Cyrus and her poor Daddy. Should he have left her alone at the photo shoot? Probably not. However, did she know that taking her shirt off to take a photo was wrong. Oh, yea.
I am sure that she was all caught up in the moment and the photographer did a pretty good job of convincing her that it was going to be "tasteful", but when it all boils down to it, you know that in her mind she KNEW. Taking your shirt off to take a photo is definitely on the side of a no-no!
Thursday, May 1, 2008
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