punny stuff

No 5 doesn't usually find the things she says that crack the rest of us up as funny.  No matter how I try to explain to her that she has a great sense of humor, she thinks we are laughing at her.  She inherited the Naturally Funny Gene, which comes from both sides of my family.  My sister's girls inherited it, too. 

Saturday morning, she and I were headed to the birthday party of one of her friends.  We were on time leaving, but had to make a stop by the dollar store for something, which was going to put us about 5 minutes late to the party.

"Boo for red lights on a Birthday Party Morning."

Deciding to just go out for seafood instead of cooking.  We gave the waitress our order, which, much to No 5's chagrin, only included our drinks and entrees.

*Sigh*   "I wanted a Something-tizer."

big day

 

Yesterday was Braces Off Day for Numero Uno.

Next up: Graduation, Summer College Orientation, and then in mid-August we give this fledgling her first long-distance flying lesson.

pass the crumpets, and put on the kettle

No 4: Why are there English muffins out on the counter?

No 5: Are we going to be English today?

color me melted

"I can see the stachyou of libirtea."

sweet honesty or a sock to the ego, you be the judge

King shaved his hair (what's left of it) with the shortest blade last night.  It's easier for him to deal with going bald, I suppose.  Plus, I agree with him that it looks neater and cleaner. 
He hadn't cut it this short in quite awhile, and he was interested in getting the opinion of the kids.  So, this morning, no 5 comes in and King leans the top of his noggin toward her and says, "Rub the top of my head and tell me what it feels like."

She obliges and then, relatively unimpressed, says, "Mm, it's still just greasy and pointed."

and how sweet is she? 100%

The Fifth Station was announced, "Simon Helps Carry the Cross."

No. 5:  "Someone?"

Me:  "No, sweetie.  Simon.  The man who helped carry the cross was named Simon."

No. 5:  She looked impressed and then said, "How nice is he?  100 percent!"

after just five votes

Habemus Papam~

 

 

Francis the First!

 

I don't know much about Cardinal Jorge Mario Bergoglio, but his humble demeanor won me over today.

So, I must trust that this election was divinely inspired and as one person said previously:

Well played, Holy Spirit.  Well played.

 

It's so uniquely and richly wonderful being Catholic.

 

 

and, ps... is it just me, or does he look a smidge like a thinner, glasses-wearing version of John XXIII?