ribbon cutting ceremony

A new venture for me... I have always used writing as an outlet. I have many journals from many years. Most of my writings are of things better not spoken. I vent about life's frustrations and then close the journal and feel strangely... better. I can't explain it, other than to say that i feel like i have told someone my troubles & gotten it off of my chest. I get a relief from this type of therapy.
That being said, when i have an idea of something to blog about it is generally NOT something that should be read by anyone other than myself, (or my maybe children... but they must wait at least 20 yrs after i'm dead). I have even gone so far as to have a blog typed out and then realized that it is... just... hmm... let's say.... not very nice, and deleted it instead of clicking the post button. So here goes.
I am going to try to use this as a log of the lives of my crazy and strange children. They are both, together and separately, doing weird things all the time. I see them doing said things and i think to myself, "I will NEVER forget THAT!" Only to then be reminded, later, by someone who was also impressed by their strangeness. Then i think to myself, "I thought i would never forget that?!" How sad.
Here goes....

This Sunday, during the communion service at church, Jaxon handed his dad a car and wanted him to play with him. Mike handed the car back to him and said, "Not right now, Jax. I am going to think about Jesus." Jaxon began a quiet-ish giggle fit. Mike, not knowing what to make of this and taking the opportunity to teach his son a little about church, whispers "Jaxon, do you know that is what this time is for? This is set up for us to think about the sacrifice that Jesus made when he died on the cross for us." Jaxon replies, "Oh, i thought you said Cheez-Its!"

I would have giggled, too. ;)