I forgot the garlic bread in the oven… after we finished our meal I retrieved it and offered it to the kids… after all, it wasn’t black yet.
They happily took the bread. Then the grumbling began.
“This is hard as a rock.”
- Jeremiah is told to be thankful, some people don’t have food.
“This is hard as a really hard rock!”
- Jeremiah yells at Sarah for throwing her bread away… he had accidentally dropped his when he was trying to break it on the table. She tells him he couldn’t have eaten it anyway. He says he could have, he has hard teeth. She says no one has teeth that hard.
- I hand Jeremiah another one and tell him, “Pretend it is a cracker. Crackers are hard.
Jeremiah proclaims, “This is harder than any cracker!”
Sarah continues to mumble, “Harder than the hardest hard rock.”
Update:
After writing this post, I tried the toast…
Sarah warned me. She said, “Nobody can eat a rock!” We’ve decided that we’ll use this phrase from now on. Anytime someone is overreacting about something that doesn’t matter… we’re going to say, “Nobody can eat a rock!”
(smile) Thanks, Amy - makes me think of the movie Bugs Life. You’ve always had a way with making me smile. Oh, btw, the heat wave is back - it’s 9 pm and I’m sweating. “Count your blessings, count them one by one, count your blessings . . .” (now why did that song pop into my head???) I’m remembering to be thankful, too, tonight - some people are freezing . . ..
Comment by Kel — February 25, 2007 @ 9:04 pm
So much for “if a child asks for bread, will his parent give him a stone?”
When am I going to get to see you???????
Comment by Judi — February 26, 2007 @ 8:21 am
Judi THAT is very funny!!!
Comment by ravenbrk — February 26, 2007 @ 8:31 am
Maybe you should fix some stone soup and tell them the story.
Comment by Conda — February 26, 2007 @ 11:27 am
I forgot that I was going to make stone soup with the kids when they were here. I wanted to take all of the kids to the store and let them each pic a veggie for the soup, and then we would tell the story of stone soup and make our own. I still want to do that.
Comment by Julieann — February 26, 2007 @ 2:36 pm