I looked at this picture of my daughter, wondering what in the world is going on in her mind. I was a tad bit worried because I knew whatever it was it wasn't good and it may actually result in bodily injury. I could just see it on her face.
I then thought "this must be what it is like talking to me." To have my maniacal thoughts emanate from my expression. I guess it has a good side. Ya know it is coming. I seem to be slipping in my old age. Stuff I could do stealth like and sneaky is obvious to others. Like the campus police officer that drove around for an entire shift with a bumper sticker that said "Dial 911..." uuhh... never mind. He never knew it was me and my roommate. He suspected but he could never prove it!! Now I just get emails from people saying "Thanks for XY" or "I know where you live!" or "Take Luck". Usually I don't care if they find out or not.
Like when a friend of ours turned 50, his wife chickened out about giving a party. So I spent 3 hours on the internet signing him up for every single retirement site I could find. I even checked the "CALL ME NOW" boxes with his cell phone number. He knew - immediately! That is not fair. I think someone turned me in and I think their names rhymed with nickles.
sigh.
2 comments:
Just hope your girl uses her powers for good not evil. That is what we pray for Isaiah every day. "Not the dark side, Lord, not the dark side PLEEEZE". He has that look too. It usually ends in someone getting "IKED" which is code for someone getting bonked on the head with whatever object he was hiding in his hands:)
CeCe
Oh, PS-Ike is Isaiah's nickname when is being a monkey! My dad gave it to him and it has stuck.
CeCe
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