Here’s a quick note to say that I am totally in love with my five year old son. He’s so funny. And so serious. And so much fun to be with and talk to. I have a great story I could tell about him, but I know he’d rather his private life wasn’t eternally Google-able… so I will resist the temptation.
There comes a point in parenthood when telling friends everything about your children becomes more like gossip and less like a mom talking about her day.
I know this post is about Jer, but the two of them made me laugh so hard Saturday. Sarah tried telling me that her sister got taken away in a tornado. Jer again insisting that there was no sister. I forget exactly what Sarah said next. In an attempt to get the last word, Jer whispered to me, “She doesn’t really have a tister (sic)!”
Comment by Judi — November 27, 2006 @ 8:17 am
Ah yes… Sarah’s whole medium family were killed by twisters… though I’m not sure if it was in Soft Carolina or Oklahoma City or Mexico…
Comment by Amy — November 27, 2006 @ 9:12 am
Amy, I’m so glad Joel was home and you had a good Thanksgiving. I tried several times to comment on your sermon and couldn’t. SO, I loved it. You did not seem unduly nervous, and you drew me in with your personal story.
Comment by SingingOwl — November 27, 2006 @ 10:28 am
Thanks.
Comment by Amy — November 27, 2006 @ 10:33 am