I happen to believe that there is a cure for everything that "ails" you. What is that cure you ask? Is it tylenol? No. Is it cough syrup? No. Is it vick's save ? No, even though Gretchen's grandma would disagree. Is it windex? No, even though the father in "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" would disagree. Aren't you dying of curiosity? Well, wait no longer. The cure for everything that ails you is ice cream!!!
After having a very stressful day, where nothing seemed to go right, I was preparing to conclude Wednesday evening Bible Study (well, we were almost done), when Gretchen came in to tell me that once again I had exceeded the specified time limit. Along with this announcement came an invitation from the children's director to join the children downstairs to for homemade ice cream, in honor of national ice cream week.
After visiting with several friends, I made my way to the fellowship hall to partake of this special opportunity.
It has been my experience that the whole world looks different after a great big bowl of ice cream!
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Dads And Daughters Part 2
How does a dad know he's been too busy with his schedule? A conversation with his four year old daughter will reveal the truth.
Several days ago, I was getting ready for work when Katie, my four year old came into the bathroom sporting a new outfit. I told her how beautiful she looked, and asked her if she would go out on a date with me. With a big smile and giggles, Katie responded by saying that she would go on a date with me, and asked if she could ride in the truck (one of her favorite modes of transportation).
As she was making her way down to the basement, with a new stride in her step I hear her say back to me, "It's been a long time since we have been on a date daddy. We used to go on dates all of the time. I remember when we used to go on dates daddy. I really liked those dates."
Ouch!! Never ask a question to a four year old, unless of course you want to hear brutal honesty!
I think it is time to grab the daytimer and schedule a date with my daughter.
Several days ago, I was getting ready for work when Katie, my four year old came into the bathroom sporting a new outfit. I told her how beautiful she looked, and asked her if she would go out on a date with me. With a big smile and giggles, Katie responded by saying that she would go on a date with me, and asked if she could ride in the truck (one of her favorite modes of transportation).
As she was making her way down to the basement, with a new stride in her step I hear her say back to me, "It's been a long time since we have been on a date daddy. We used to go on dates all of the time. I remember when we used to go on dates daddy. I really liked those dates."
Ouch!! Never ask a question to a four year old, unless of course you want to hear brutal honesty!
I think it is time to grab the daytimer and schedule a date with my daughter.
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