It''s easy to be misled

For many students school will be resuming this week or next. I love this stop sign. I think it is a great reminder to be kind to one another and sing a happy song.


Today I wish to share some family smiles with you.
Nicole is three, and loves Disney videos and wants to be a ballerina, and talks non-stop. I told her one day I wanted to take her somewhere for a few minutes.
"A surprise?" she wanted to know.

"Well, it's someplace you've never been."(It was a new thrift store.)

We pulled into the large shopping center parking lot in a rapidly changing neighborhood, and she spied it before I did. The minaret (mosque tower minus the mosque) standing at the edge of the parking lot made her gasp delightedly. For once she was speechless, oohing, ahhhing, panting looking skyward.

I said, "Do you think that's where Rapunzel lives?"

Poor baby, she unbuckled her car seat and shook her head up and down and excitedly bounced anticipating going inside. Then, I took her into the thrift store after we took a close up look at how high the spire was that Rapunzel was trapped in.

Her brother Nicholas is nine. My son said he had just pulled into the driveway when Nick ran up to him screaming, 'Dad! Dad! I hit it. I finally hit it!"

My son thought he'd hit a home run and said, 'That's good, Buddy. You are a slugger."

"No dad, I didn't hit a ball, I hit IT! I finally hit puberty." He yanked up his shirt and said, "Look, I found all this hair on my chest."

Son, that's just peach fuzz, everyone has that body hair. You'll know when you hit puberty."

"I know Dad, and guess what? I found another hair..."

"Whoa, Son, go play ball!"

I'm babysitting them all day Tuesday. I can hardly wait for more laugh lines.