His own National Security Advisor. Seriously?
Of course he is. Everyonev really knows that, whether they will admit it or not.
A Laughing Fool
Tag: Laughter
Poo Poo Hustle
I’m thinking of my rambunctious grandchildren right now, especially when they were around four or five years old. I’m minding my own business, sitting in the waiting room at my dermatologist for my yearly checkup. A tad nervous.
An obviously frazzled mother is also here with her little son and daughter.
The little fellow speaks up/SCREAMS UP every few seconds.
“Mommy needs to poo poo, don’t you mommy?”
“I need to poo poo, don’t you mommy?”
To the cute and quiet little sister: “You are a poo poo.”
The mother tries to rein him in: “There are other people here. And they don’t want to hear you.”
(From my perspective she was wrong. I am all ears.)
The little fellow: “They all just need to poo poo.”
I inwardly cackled as I was called back to see the doc.
As I was waiting in the examination room, I decided to Google the “kid fascination with poop thing.”
Did you know there are books written on this subject?!
And there’s research being done on it?!
And programs to deal with it?!
My perspective: Don’t let them be cruel or obnoxious, but Let Kids be Kids.
Leftovers
Robert and I have been enjoying (well, mostly) leftovers from our Thanksgiving family gathering. He likes the turkey heated up, while I prefer it cold (#152 on our list of differences).
The green bean casserole and sweet potato pie may be reduced to near crumbs in our fridge, but not the memories of the fun and laughter from Thanksgiving Day.
Here are a few leftover smiles and laughs.
Leftovers can be deliciously fulfilling.
The Liars Club: Pleading the Fifth — Addendum
“If you’re innocent, why are you taking the 5th?” — Trump
Hilariously tragic …
For Trump and his desperate cronies, truth and integrity only matter when it benefits them.
That’s why he’s the president of a Liars Club.
Blame It on the GPS!
From WSAV News …
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Seriously?!
Neal’s Post from the Past: “Magic Dream Spray”
A post from the past about … magic and family. Heads-up: our family text groups have gotten MUCH more complicated since this old post. We now have what I named “Just Family” (ex-wife Donna, daughters Amy and Emily, and me. Then there’s “New Family Plus” consisting of all the above plus the spouses.
To throw a bunch of wrenches into the textual road, there’s also now just “Neal and Donna,” “Neal and Emily,” “Neal and Amy,” and every other two- or three- or four-person family configuration you can come up with. I have gotten into trouble too many times to count by getting the text groups confused and texting something I shouldn’t have.
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Magic Dream Spray
Do other folks out there do what my family does? All get iPhones and set up a little Family Group Messaging System? Well, my two daughters Amy and Emily, along with Donna (even though divorced now, we remain the best-est of friends) have done just that. And it’s such an incredibly efficient strategy for staying in touch, bothering each other constantly and having SO MUCH FUN!
The other night, daughter Amy (and mother of grandsons Daniel, 7 and Gabriel, 4) sent us this text:
I LOVE faith-stretching strategies such as that! My response:
A bit more of Amy’s explanation:
Me:
End of discussion until a couple of days later when we received this text from Amy as she, Orte and the boys were driving down to Florida for the weekend:
Family … magical.
Maybe that’s what family is … Magic Dream Spray.
T-shirt Tuesday: “Even When I Lie”
I asked all of our politicians to text me a quick photo of their favorite and most comfortable T-shirt.
They all sent the SAME picture!
Bad Advice: “Rob IHOP”
Monday Moaning 11/22/2021
When you lose all ethical standards and momentarily consider kicking a too-cute cat …
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