Thursday, September 11, 2008

Bear or Bare

I have been negligent with my blog this past week. Not for lack of material, but lack of time. Where do the hours go?...

School work...work...house work...taking care of strep throat...taking care of bronchitis...taking care of pneumonia...you know the usual.

But this little nugget was too good to pass up. Or not...you decide.

I love the relationship between Paul and Hunter-though I admit that growing up in a house of all girls I don't get the "boy thing." I do try mind you, but sometimes even horror does not describe the reaction they can evoke from me with their antics.

Recently, Hunter was working on his spelling list.

I was giving him a test.

The word was bare. He spelled it b-e-a-r.

I said, "Not that kind buddy. Think about the word you just wrote 5 times."

He burst into to tears, a reaction we get from him if his work is not 100% correct. Huh, wonder where there comes from? Must be Paul.

Between sobs that should be reserved for things like broken bones he said, "That's the only bear I know."

Even as the words were leaving his mouth, from the corner of my eye, I can't believe what I am seeing.

Paul is mooning him. Yes, you read that correctly.

Paul is mooning him and saying, "You know bud, this kind of bare, like your bare butt."

The shock on my face was overtaken by complete hysterical laughing from Hunter.

I can assure you he will never forget these two homonyms.

4 comments:

Holly said...

I hope that is not the sorts of things the kids are learning at Sylvan??!!??!!

Tricia said...

Way to go, cool dad. That's what I call Embracing a Teachable Moment. ;)

MAMA CEO said...

To bare or to not to bare...that is the question! Rest assured, your little guy will be giggling on his spelling test when it comes to that word!

Pink & Green Mama said...

LOL!! What a great dad! Love it.

Walking in the Light

Wow! This year year has been a whirlwind to say the least. I am shocked we are near the half way point in February. Part of me wants to dance. If the start of the year is any indication of how it is going to go, I am happy it's flying by. I will usher in 2009 with bells and whistles.

Yet, I am humbly reminded that every day is a gift, and I need to walk in the Light. I need to let Him guide me through each day. I need to listen to His still, quiet voice...Yeah I know for me that's a stretch. I'm never still long enough to catch my breath.

As I write this, our dear neighbor of ten years is fighting stage 4 pancreatic cancer. I am awed by the faith she has in God. I am humbled by the fight she has within her to beat the demon we know as cancer. Hunter, in his six year old wisdom said to me, "Mommy, why are you sad? We are just going to pray and Jesus is going to make her better." The faith of a child and the living testimony of one who is dwelling in God's amazing grace reminds me to walk daily in the His unfailing light.