I went to my local coffee shop this afternoon to get my pick-me-up all by myself. My favorite barista was sound asleep, recovering from a late at night, far away soccer match. The girl behind the counter asked my preference.
Me: A small coffee cooler with a scoop of chips, please.
She: (looking perplexed) Um, you want potato chips in your coffee?
Me: No, dear, espresso chips, just a scoop...
She: Oh good, I'm not sure we have potato chips.
Duh.
Katie: Gracie and I are going to play babies down in the basement.
Me: OK, sounds like a great idea.
Katie: Can we take Kara and pretend she's a doll?
As the IKEA chair assembled by Christian fell apart under the weight of Nicholas, Michael looked at Christian and said:
It's a good thing God didn't choose you to be Jesus because if you were a carpenter, no one would have faith in anything.
Child: Mommy, come see! Paddy keeps resetting Karoline and she keeps turning over all by herself!
and
Child: Mom, should we just re-boot last night's dinner and call it lunch? (In my day, we called that leftovers...)
I'm Elizabeth. I'm a happy wife and the mother of nine children. I grab grace with both hands and write to encourage myself and others to seize and nurture the joy of every day. I blog here with my daughter, Mary Beth, a wholehearted young lady on the brink of adulthood.
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