While we were eating dinner this evening we were bemoaning the fact that we couldn’t find a working suitcase turntable for Anne (the first one came broken). And Mom and Dad had been looking at different options, and there was one that looked really neat, but the battery would not hold a charge. So as they were discussing this Veronica suddenly chimed in, “And I think all those batteries should come with clamps, because it would get tiring if you had to hold in the charge all the time.” It was very cute the way she said it, but I think she had reached the end of her knowledge on the subject.
Tag: Stupid
Trumpet Problems
Apparently someone does not want me to practice well. I mean it’s just one thing after another this week. First, when I tried to play my trumpet nothing came out, but a weird muted note. Turns out there was a cleaning brush which had somehow gotten wedged in the front of my trumpet. Then while I was wrestling with Stephen I busted my lip really badly. Then, as my lip was finally healing, I got a cough and a runny nose. What next, will my trumpet keys get welded in place?
The Langenkamp Show!
We truly must live in a TV show or a sitcom! We were all going about our daily work, when Robert saw one of our neighbor’s wallet fall out of his pocket. Not wanting to go outside by himself he asked Jonathan to go and return the wallet. Of course Jonathan went out, and returned the wallet, but really, what are the odds. Somehow Robert saw a wallet fall out a mans pocket across the street, through a window.
Grade A!
So the other day Mom saw Jonathan siting at his desk scribbling on a piece paper. When she asked him what he was doing he said he was trying to figure out what grade he got in one of his classes. So Mom asked him the percentages were, and he said 95.84, 97.21, 97.21, 93.22, 98.43, 99.49, 82.13, and 92.72. Yeah… Mom told him an A is an A no matter how you add it.
Strange Quote of the Week
So, Yesterday while I was working on cleaning my room, suddenly I heard Jonathan say, “Trapped in the bathroom forever. There are worse ways to go.” I’m not sure why he said it, or if what he said makes any sense in context, but either way I think that goes on the list of strange things I thought I would never hear.
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Parenting
“We do not run in the house, and use the footstool as a diving board to get on the sofa!” Veronica may have been feeling a little rambunctious this morning. Yep, that’s just another one of the weird things Mom never thought she’d have to say as a parent. It’s almost as bad as the time when the older boys were little, and she had to make a rule about keeping your forks below your head while you eat. Or the time she had to tell Nicholas, (and he was a lot younger at the time, but still) not to drop cars on Stephen’s head. Who thinks that’s a good idea in the first place!
Problems with Blogging
You know one problem with writing for a blog like this? I always seem to open the post with, “So” or “Today” and it’s just a little weird. But I can’t think of another way to open them. Maybe something like “Captain’s log.”
Polar Opposites
So, this evening while we were doing the dishes, we were discussing the North and South poles, and Stephen pointed out something rather amusing. The phrase Polar Opposites means that two things are very different, but the poles are two of the most identical places on earth! They both have a sunless winter, and they have similar housing conditions, because no one wants to live there because it’s freezing!
Is It Christmas Yet?
As we get nearer to Christmas I realize there are some problems with living Florida. What I mean is in Ohio it was always very easy to tell when it was getting close to Christmas because, well, it would start to snow. Now I have to wait for the radio to start playing Christmas music to know when it’s nearing Christmas, which can get kinda tricky. I guess I could use a calendar, but really where’s the fun in that?