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What is love?

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, ‘What does love mean?’

The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined .See what you think:

‘When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore.  So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.’

Rebecca- age 8

‘When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.   You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.’

Billy – age 4
‘Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.’

Karl – age 5
‘Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.’

Chrissy – age 6

‘Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.’  🙂

Terri – age 4

‘Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.’

Danny – age 7

‘Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.
My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss’

Emily – age 8

‘Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.’

Bob by – age 7 (Wow!)

‘If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,’

Nikka – age 6
(we need a few million more Nikka’s on this planet)

‘Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.’

Noelle – age 7

‘Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.’

Tommy – age 6

‘During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.

He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.’

Cindy – age 8

‘My mommy loves me more than anybody
You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.’

Clare – age 6

‘Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.’

Elaine-age 5

‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.’

Chris – age 7

‘Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.’

Mary Ann – age 4

‘I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.’

Lauren – age 4

‘When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.’ (what an image)

Karen – age 7

 ‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross.’

Mark – age 6

‘You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.’

Jessica – age 8

The Easter List

It’s get off my arse and have Easter time:

  1. TLK has a new, pretty dress and no hosiery or shoes to go with it.    It’s shopping time.
  2. Decorate hard-boiled eggs.
  3. Find someone to eat the hard-boiled eggs… but that will come later.
  4. Go to the Easter egg hunt (10:30 this morning…ergh.. it is COLD outside)…  Harvest lots of candy (this may not be a bad thing for mommy… extra chocolate is sometimes required, IYKWIM.)
  5. Put the infamous Easter basket together and make it look like the bunny did it instead.
  6. Hide said basket somewhere (I used to re-hide my brothers’ baskets in the dishwasher)   🙂
  7. Go to Easter brunch.  This is tomorrow with my FIL, who tends to “go solo” for all holidays unless he’s invited to do something.  
  8. This weekend will also require some trips to the gym… where I plan to do a lot of running and some weight training.   (better than chocolate or shopping, therapeutically speaking)

The marble thing

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The little kid is playing with this tube and marble thing.  She wants me to help her construct the tube, then she’ll place the marble in one of the tubes and sees where it ends up.    I put a tube on; she takes it off.   I try to put a marble in and she takes it from me.  

It’s ok, though.   Her tubes are well-built.   Sometimes my marble just disappears.  🙂

Texas Snow

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Texas is not supposed to look like this.  Ever.

This is the town my brother lives in, in northern Texas.   I’ve seen light dustings of snow, but nothing like this.   I’m betting the kids loved it and the drivers wondered whether to even get on the road that day.

 Thankfully, the drivers in my brother’s family are all from Nebraska, where this sort of thing is common.

Paperwork

Suddenly finding myself without a valid birth certificate (for myself), I have requested one from the State of Illinois, where I was born.   I went online to order this, and found a site wanting to accept $45 for finding the paperwork and mailing it special to me.    Instead, I went over to the State of Illinois’ website and managed to get one for $10.50, even though it will take 2 – 3 weeks to find it, and then they will strap it to some slow-moving animal for delivery, I’m assuming.  🙂

I kind of question their security though.   They send a sheet of paper with the receipt of payment where I have to affix my driver’s license (which doesn’t have my maiden name on it) and my signature and fax it back to them.   All I’ve had to give to confirm my identity otherwise is my date of birth, my mother and father’s full names.    If I were them, I would be asking for more proof than that, like the documentation showing why my name ever changed.    Just to complete the picture.

Iranian President Visits Iraq

This story is rather interesting.     I think the title could have been better-phrased.   Afterall, I’m not quite sure that “No One Likes Americans” is actually what was being said here; only that it’s not believed Americans should have crossed the ocean and been a major part of a coalition to “straighten out Iraq”.   No one likes the Coalition Forces which are predominantly American, according to the Iranian president.   It’s his opinion.  He’s entitled.   But the media are hoping to get your attention with the lovely title.

On a philosophical level, what I wonder is whether or not, in the end, this war will go down in the history books as a good or bad thing.    It’s not that I don’t believe Hussein was a tyrant.     It’s that, if you take matters into your hands and elect to do the thing which seems right, based on whatever ideals you have onhand at the moment (I’m not arguing one side over the other, mind you), how do you guarantee that the end result will be desirable.

Maybe a guarantee is too much to ask.   Maybe it is a hope.   Should we hope that Iraq will be a better place to live with a government they can live with ten years from now?   And the big question… was it up to us?    I’m not siding.  I’m just looking at the big picture.

I think it’s beneficial, however, to sit on the sidelines and not throw a fit about who Iraq has diplomatic relations with.    

A link to a link

I would link you directly there, but I want you to stop by Fevered Mutterings first (because it’s a good blog and because I have found lots of other interesting blogs by reading it).

So here is a link to a mention of a very good link, which I found to be spot on.   It’s a good way to approach life and change.   Read it.  You’ll see what I mean.

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