So we are at dinner tonight and I ask Selah and Aslan how their days went. Selah tells us a few things and stories that are awsome and then we turn to Aslan. He begins to tell us of a story they are reading in class called the yellow yacht, and in the story Aslan says that the characters in the story where "looking at the boobies"......um....what?
yeah then he says it again "they where looking at the boobies". Wow, and as innocent and pure as the driven snow He goes on with His sweet story. What an amazing little man He is becoming.
Oh and by the way, in the story that Aslan was telling us about, that they where reading in school. They where looking at bouy's....yeah!
So all that got me to thinking about how i was raised. My dear mom, God rest her soul, did all she could to raise me as safe and protected as she could, but by Aslans age I had already seen and expeirenced more of this world than i should have.
I love to watch as Aslan and Selah grow with mom and dad in the home, something I know nothing of. It brings a smile to my face to think of the fact that curse has been broken, pretty sinkin cool huh?
please comment and let me know what you think...ok?
5 comments:
The innocence of childhood. 'Tis an amazing thing I must say. Along with being so naive to what goes on around us all. That was an amazing thing about childhood. When the day of "cooties" occurred. Where the only tears that fell were because of scraped knees and scraped elbows.
I have to say though, Those days were the best. They really were.
God only knows what will happen in the future. But one must decided what happens now. So with that being said. From what I've seen in his father, your son will grow up to be an amazing man. I must say I look up to ya. Not literally by the way =P Haha
But you get my drift. =D
ROTFL that is funny how did you finally figure it out
i totally knew that's what he was talking about. lol!
I love to hear your stories around the table! They help me feel like I'm still in touch. Keep 'em coming. And, yes, it's amazing how God can break a generational curse. Your children have wonderful parents!! Not that your Mom wasn't, okay, you know what I mean!! Love you bunches, Aunt Mary
How awesome. This is the perfect blog. It captured my attention, foreced me to contain my laughter, and in the end, blessed my heart.
I love it, PB. Your kids seem like the greatest. :) I'm jealous.
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