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Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Girl Talk.......


There are way too many days in my home when dinner is a bowl of cereal or a peanut butter and banana or peanut butter and "fluff" sandwich.

A typical day of driving the kids to school, work, picking up one or both from school, then off to Tae Kwon Do or bible study or errands and too much homework as well. Some days we just don't have the time to prepare a meal and clean up after. Others days we are just too darn exhausted. But when we do...............it's such a joy! The chatting and relaxing in each others company is always precious and always fun! And the conversations are nothing short of fabulous!

Take last night, for example.........

As we were enjoying our potato latkes (sour cream or applesauce??? Angie says "both!!") Somehow the conversation got to the point where I heard my fifteen year old say to her younger sister............"You DO KNOW that mom used to smoke weed?". My eleven year old looked at her in disbelief, then to me. I calmly confessed to my girl that yes, indeed her mom had smoked marijuana.............a very, very long time ago. And that if I knew then what I know now, that I hoped I would make better choices. "Mom were you one of those hippies"? She asked in disbelief or horror.

Her sister, sensing an opportunity joked, "We'll she's had sex too, you know!" This time however, the kid sister very matter of factly confronted the revelation with "of course" "how do you think we got here?" (Afterall as a family we have discussed THESE issues on many occasions).
Then I quietly added, "with your dad."
A stunned silence.
It felt as though the world had stopped. Each one of us was evaluating the response of the others. Then it happened............an explosion of laughter from all three of us at the same time. One of those gut wrenching, screaming laughs where the more you try to stop the more it comes...........

Today, I am remembering............with a smile on my face and in my heart. I am so grateful for these little moments.

Thank you, Father