Happy 60th birthday mom!With that color on your hair you don't look a day over 21. We love you! (please forgive me)
Goodbye Butterflies
12 years ago
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
...you've had a birthday, shout horray!
Happy 60th birthday mom!With that color on your hair you don't look a day over 21. We love you! (please forgive me)
Bathtime Buddies
Reese and Quincy took their first bath together in the big tub yesterday. When Reese got out she said, "whoa! I'm freezening!"
The Duckies are "Scare-Me"
It got up to 65 degrees today (finally!) so I took Reese to feed the geese at the lake by our house. She was certain they were going to eat her. Aaron says he can't blame her for being frightened (3 years ago he was bitten at by a goose at Dennis the Menace Park in Monterey)
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Aaron's bedtime prayer: when work and sleep collide
Proof that my husband is over worked and under paid...
At about 11pm last night, I woke Aaron up from what i call a "TV induced coma" and told him it was time to say prayers and come to bed. His reply was, "ok, you say the prayer." and then he rolled over on the sofa and went back to sleep with his arms folded reverently. I woke him up again and said, "no way...if I pray, then you'll just sleep until i wake you up to say amen. YOU should say it, because then you'll stay awake." He agreed, sat up and began to pray.
After about 2 sentences, I noticed his words getting farther apart. His prayer then continued on as follows:
Aaron: "...and we are so grateful...to be members... (many sleep-like deep breaths)...in this new season...at Sam's Club."
at this point I open my eyes to see Aaron slouching deeper into the sofa again...now snuggled up on a pillow. I almost wake him up but then the prayer continued:
Aaron: "we ask thee.... bless the chicken...in this new season....in the clubs...help the new chicken ...(more sleepy breaths)...products...please bless us...to have good profit margins...we are thankful for the profit margins. ...and for the chicken."
He went on for 2 more minutes, blessing the chicken, Dan (his boss), the high profit margins and expressing sincere gratitude for our Sam's Club membership.
We'll find out soon how the new chicken products did.
At about 11pm last night, I woke Aaron up from what i call a "TV induced coma" and told him it was time to say prayers and come to bed. His reply was, "ok, you say the prayer." and then he rolled over on the sofa and went back to sleep with his arms folded reverently. I woke him up again and said, "no way...if I pray, then you'll just sleep until i wake you up to say amen. YOU should say it, because then you'll stay awake." He agreed, sat up and began to pray.
After about 2 sentences, I noticed his words getting farther apart. His prayer then continued on as follows:
Aaron: "...and we are so grateful...to be members... (many sleep-like deep breaths)...in this new season...at Sam's Club."
at this point I open my eyes to see Aaron slouching deeper into the sofa again...now snuggled up on a pillow. I almost wake him up but then the prayer continued:
Aaron: "we ask thee.... bless the chicken...in this new season....in the clubs...help the new chicken ...(more sleepy breaths)...products...please bless us...to have good profit margins...we are thankful for the profit margins. ...and for the chicken."
He went on for 2 more minutes, blessing the chicken, Dan (his boss), the high profit margins and expressing sincere gratitude for our Sam's Club membership.
We'll find out soon how the new chicken products did.
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