Conversations<\/b>
\nYou know, when we are out in public and other folks can overhear our conversations, I wonder sometimes what they are thinking about us. “What a crazy family.” Yep, that is probably it.<\/p>\n
Recently in an elevator full of people…
\nC (6 year old, artist and softspoken space cadet): I need some elbow room.
\nJon: There isn’t any elbow room here today. You can have plenty of elbow room when you get to heaven someday.
\nMe: But when you get to heaven you won’t care that you have elbow room. (Thinking to myself, “One of the great ironies of life”.)
\nC looks at us with big eyes while his mind puts all this together. The people in the elevator exchange glances.<\/p>\n
The other day while boarding the van….
\nN (7 year old, type-A litigator and logician): Mom, can have J’s seat in the van?
\nMe: Why don’t you ask J? He is capable of telling you himself.
\nN: But he is a monkey, always quoting and thinking about other stuff.
\nMe: He is not a monkey, he is a human being.
\nJon: He is a little boy made in the image of God. And the only monkeys out there are people who don’t believe that.
\nN laughs. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Conversations You know, when we are out in public and other folks can overhear our conversations, I wonder sometimes what they are thinking about us. “What a crazy family.” Yep, that is probably it. Recently in an elevator full of … Continue reading