Magic

This

Does this. It's magic. Too bad it's on loan from the library--the movie, not the sleeper.

On an unrelated note: Lots of bows, Cute, Funny, still Magical.

Still unrelated: As of late, when I try reading and my full attention is no longer on Queen Z, she shuts my book and says, "Amen!" She is magically something, wouldn't you say?

Say What??

Memory Monday~(even though it isn't Monday)

Charlotte told me a hilarious story that involved her hearing a conversation wrong and saying something very funny and it made me think about this one particular time I made an incredible fool of myself.

Several years ago when we lived in Kaysville, my visiting teachers came by to visit. After a lesson I don't particularly remember, but I'm sure was inspirational, we had the following conversation.

Visting teachers: Is Marcus home?

Me: Yup, he's upstairs in our bedroom.

VT's: We're sorry he has to hole up in his room on our account.

Me: No worries. He has his Playboy up there and he likes any excuse to play with it.

VT's: ........(awkward silence)....................(eyes big)......................(mouths open)............

We said our goodbye's and I just couldn't figure out what went wrong.

Ding, ding, ding.

My mind was thinking Play Station and/or Game Boy--and believe me I barely know the difference between all those contraptions, but it definitely didn't come out that way. Big Oops!Did I say I made a fool out of myself? I guess I should say I made a fool out of Marcus that time.

Driving, Granola Bars, Alamo

A decision was made late, late at night to venture down south to San Antonio for Easter weekend. We had an excellent chauffeur named Marcos. He smelled nice enough, drove safe enough, but had to be reminded about the chit-chatting rule. Couldn't he see that I was reading a novel and determined to start and finish it in the 8 hour drive? And couldn't he see that little Z was entranced with 8 new episodes of Curious George?

As if a single chain could keep Z at bay. Come on Alamo, didn't you learn anything the first time??

Within the first five minutes at Sea World, Zannah grabbed a granola bar out of my hand and threw it to the dolphins. I told the chauffeur that he might need to have the get-away car ready before our visit was through. Besides Z not understanding why she couldn't dive into any and every pool of water, Sea World was a blast.

Splash pad was a huge hit.

Marcus rigged it so we could listen to Conference on the way home. For the price, you couldn't find a better chauffeur. And then the magic of portable DVD players failed us and Z cried so hard she threw up. Happy Easter!