Stopping at the Lousiana welcome center, we came across this sign. It’s the first time our kids didn’t want to go swimming.
I got a hold of some more Life magazines from the 1960s. I like this form for children to fill out. Everything is going along nicely until……
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE VIETNAM WAR?!
PUT DOWN THAT JUMP ROPE AND ANSWER ME NOW BILLY!
(Race problems? Well, I guess I always come in 3rd place on relay day because George runs faster.)
My kids didn’t want these stuffed animals I found. I don’t know why.
Sure, if my church had Zydeco dance night, I might go more often as well.
…. and keep your kid entertained for hours while you relax with a margarita.
I just realized that I forgot to report how I did in my most recent Swedish class.
I got an E!
No kidding. The email said, “You have received a grade of E. Have a nice summer!”
I was sort of hoping that “E” stood for Excellent, but apparently it’s the new grade between D and F. But I passed!
My cousin once took her young son to the Lego store at the Galleria and let him play there for an hour. When he was done, she told him that now he could tell his friends he had been to Legoland over his summer vacation.
Using the same strategy, I think I should be able to convince my kids they were at NASA and not the Beaumont, Texas mall.
The whole family was riding in the car listening to Jim Croce’s “If I Could Save Time in a Bottle.” I was thinking of the beautiful lyrics, the meaning, the lovely tune, and then my youngest son said….
“Why does he say ‘If I could save time in a BOTTOM? Ewwww!”
Shootin’ BB guns at trash cans.
And people ask me why I raise my children in Sweden.
My youngest son has decided what the ultimate future should be. He has the common ideas at first, but then it turns into great ideas of a 7 year old mind:
2. Flying cars3. New flavors of chocolate
4. Bathtubs full of Fanta