He calls toothpaste "poop paste".
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Solomon has taken over the evening prayer. His vocabulary Is excellent, but at times his delivery can't keep up with his thoughts. His prayer tonight sounded something like this,
"God.. lurrlurrlurrlurr M'n'M's lurlurlur zoo animals lurrlurrlurr awesome blublublublu AgghhhHHH. Ayyyyymen."
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
The hero falls; her face is in the grass; her nose is pressed to the earth. The smell of soil, the breeze brings the scent of wild flowers that bloom right where their seed is sown. Natural, that this hero should be face down before the Lord. He is mighty and He has taught her the joys and contentments, the truths and the humilities. He has given her the pale reflections of His greatness. She calls upon Him and He has come, such is His faithfulness. She prostrates herself, so overwhelmed by the feeling of grace, that she was given something so monumental, so everlasting. The hero cannot speak, nor stand. The Lord is beautiful, terrifying, constant. Her ears are full of the voices around her; the chorus of praise resounds forever in the design of Creation. Trees move, rustled by air. Heart moved, reborn by grace.
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Just watched High Society. Watched Grace Kelly drink, makeout with everyone, drink and drive, and drink more, and get away with it because she's drunk and it's the 60's.
Then it ended and I lay here wishing I could watch another movie. Then I remembered. I'm an adult! I can do whatever I want! This realization was followed by maniacal laughter and a viewing of The Court Jester.