3 1/2 Time Outs Tuesday #5?

My eldest son made bread yesterday.  I told him to be sure to follow the instructions to the letter or it would not rise, as yeast can be tricky to work with.  He completely ignored my advice and just poured the ingredients into the bowl willy-nilly.  I smiled at the lesson he was learning about the importance of following directions.

The bread was perfect.  The instructions don’t seem to matter.  He laughed out loud when he pulled the loaves from the oven.  I’m not sure if his joy was from the sight of his perfect bread or from being right.

I hate it when I write something that makes total sense in my head and then ends up confusing people about what I’m trying to say.  I did that yesterday.  I tried to clarify in the comments, but I’m not sure that was clear.  I’m considering taking it down because of it.

I like how when you have a sick kid or turmoil in your life no one says “What the heck are you talking about?”  They just let you go on being crazy by yourself.  I need to find a way to use that for something better than bad blog posts.

One of the people I love best in all the world was here last weekend.  The Girl in the White Minivan and her beautiful miracle children came to visit.  It was only 3 days and definitely not long enough.  She just needs to move here.  I told her so and she laughed.  Her husband is in the military and they’ve moved every summer for the last 5.  I don’t think he’d notice this summer if he got to the next duty station and the rest of the family got as far as …..let’s say Dallas just for fun.  They could all just detour here for a year.  It would be the best year ever!

Just heard from some OKC friends of ours that our tenants are destroying our house.  I’m kinda over bad news.  If you have any more for me, can you please go tell someone else instead?  Thanks.