Never Ever Dull
With every conversation, I always seem to end with "Never a dull moment"....our lives are rich, complex, and beautiful stories. Join me in laughing about everyday things and appreciating life-bumpy roads and all.
Thud! Me: I'm not going to look. But...could someone please tell me what just happened? The Oldest: A tennis ball just fell out of our Christmas tree!!!! (as she laughs hysterically!) A boy: Oh. That's where it went. I threw that ball for Banks and he never brought it back to me. ...and so it goes at our house. Christmas time and pretty much every day of the year. Recently, my sister-in-law plopped down into one of our chairs. We were chatting away. It was a beautiful day and I had opened the door to the backyard so my puppy could come in and out, enjoying the amazing tropical temps we were experiencing here in the South during December. Banks walks in with a sock. My sister-in-law, Always Organized, observes this and lets me know my puppy is carrying in a sock that he brought in from the outside. I nod and explain his crazy affection for boy athletic socks. Banks drops the sock and returns to his yard. Moments later, Always Organized notices that my furry pet is now carrying a black plastic drain pipe. Yep. I share that he really likes to munch on crunchy items. We go on with our conversation, but then Banks again rushes past us with a brown thing dangling from his mouth. Yes, I do realize it may resemble a dead animal but quickly clarify that it's a very deflated football that Banks has recently learned to catch (I think he secretly dreams of being a receiver on one of the boy's football teams.) Always Organized looks at me and states, "You just love chaos." Er....that's chaos?! I didn't see anything the least bit chaotic. But, I get it. Our life is always humming with activity and I guess it can look crazy to others.. I just look at it that we have our own rhythm...and it works. ....But maybe that's why my Oldest quickly rushed out the door tonight when a "friend" came to take her to a movie. I encouraged her to bring her "friend" into the house....but she just said, "No, that's okay." and ran, bolted, and sprinted to the car that had just pulled into our driveway. Hmmmm...our family definitely has our own beat (and that's not just from tennis balls falling from our Christmas tree!).
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AuthorFun-loving mom to 4 kids and 1 big puppy. Fifth grade teacher of amazing little people who have never ending things to share with me. Love to discuss Jesus, diy projects, and life. Trying to keep it simple: Love Jesus, love people. Archives
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