Rain Off?

/ April 9, 2009

The Cherubim woke up the other day, a dreary day with loud driving rain, and asked for something. John couldn’t make out what he was saying, so he called me. The Cherubim was asking, "Rain off?"

I love it when he talks, but, unfortunately, that is not something his father and I can do.

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  2. There’s a children’s story in there somewhere.
    What if we could do the interesting things our children wanted us to, with grand adventures mixed in, of course.

    When Autumn was a little child, the next door neighbors cheerfully asssured her that her Dad -could- get her the moon if she wanted it.

    On our communication front, the boy has to do reading, such as it is, every night. He usually bucks at doing it so I read aloud to him, directing his attention to the text as I read it. Last night, I thought it was time for him to just handle it and do it on his own.
    He fussed, but I did not relent.
    I did relent when he came in with a hand-written note:
    Mom read book (to) Ben.
    Okey-doke. I am a reasonable mom.

  5. There’s a children’s story in there somewhere.
    What if we could do the interesting things our children wanted us to, with grand adventures mixed in, of course.

    When Autumn was a little child, the next door neighbors cheerfully asssured her that her Dad -could- get her the moon if she wanted it.

    On our communication front, the boy has to do reading, such as it is, every night. He usually bucks at doing it so I read aloud to him, directing his attention to the text as I read it. Last night, I thought it was time for him to just handle it and do it on his own.
    He fussed, but I did not relent.
    I did relent when he came in with a hand-written note:
    Mom read book (to) Ben.
    Okey-doke. I am a reasonable mom.

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