I'm Clearly on a Break

Apparently, children running around the house in the last few weeks of summer suck all the words out of my brain because for the last few weeks even when I have the words in my head, by the time I get to the computer I am unable to get them down.  School starts next week, so I am imagining my days filled with coffee and silence and carpal tunnel syndrome from all the writing I will be doing.  So to the ten or so of you (thanks, Mom and sister) who read this and might want to read more, sit tight.  I am finding what I have known for awhile:  that I need to write for myself.  It settles me, along with a few other things like running, phone calls with my sister and chatting it up with Jesus. I have found the time for those other things this summer, so I am itching to get back to the writing.  I hope for my own sanity, it will come back.

In the meantime, I will let you know that I am on sleepover #3 today, as each boy has been allowed to blow out this summer of 2012 with one more invitation to friends for nighttime insanity. By the way, it is not a slumber party...those are for girls...who knew?  In honor of this occasion, I think I might institute a new feature on this blog which is in regard to being a fly on the wall (or in my case, a driver of the car or guest at the dinner table) as a bunch of boys talk to each other....because it.is.hilarious.  To be honest, the following conversation actually took place as I drove three 10 year olds to hockey practice almost a year ago and I wrote it down when I got home because...well, you'll see.

5th grader #1:  (He had just gotten back from camping over the weekend.  That might be relevant...not sure)  “Let me give you guys some advice.  Never go into the woods and sell a loaded gun to a stranger.”

5th Grader #2:  (also known as my kid) “Why?...Hobo?”

5th Grader #3:  “Dude,  I think we have common sense”

5th Grader #1: “Well, yea, but he just asked about the Hobo…so…”

Note to self:  ????? Add the selling of firearms to a Hobo to the list of important conversations to have with your pre-teen.

 Thanks for still tuning in here, y'all. I'll be back. Have a blessed day.