Just now figuring out that joy and suffering are all tangled up together and to avoid one is to miss out on the other. Trying to grab hold of joy where ever it is found and hold on tight.
11.12.06
It was bound to happen someday
This morning the relative quiet of the predawn dimness in our bedroom, when the children are still sleeping and the alarm hasn't yet gone off, was shattered by a three-year-old voice suddenly asking, "Mommy, what's daddy doing to you?"
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Oh. My. Dreading that day myself. What did you do?
ReplyDeleteLOL
ReplyDeleteIn our family it is now a joke b/c for some reason it always seems like my son is the one who walks in on us!!
Atara and I were discussing this and next time have Aaron say
ReplyDelete"I'm just plowing the field"
"Doing the mambo-jumbo"
"Playing teeter-tottoer without the totter"
(the old stand by)
"Doing bed gymnastics"
cheers
R
LOL
ReplyDeleteIn our family it is now a joke b/c for some reason it always seems like my son is the one who walks in on us!!