Every morning my girls and I come up with a new writing prompt, and then we proceed to write together for 10 minutes. Brianna is my 16 yr old and Autumn is my 9 yr old. Here’s our conversation from a few days ago…
Me – “How about we do the prompt, Aspirations of Autumn?”
Brianna – “Mom… that’s so one dimensional since we already know exactly what Autumn will do when she grows up.”
We went to the zoo today, and my 9 yr old daughter pointed over at the buffalo and said, “Well, there’s what makes our sauce!”
It didn’t register with me at first what she had actually said. Then when I realized what she meant, I couldn’t stop laughing. She always succeeds in making me laugh. Lol…
Thank you my sweet Auti for always being you. I think one of the reasons God gave me you was because he knew I needed to laugh more. You bring a rainbow of color wherever you go and the sun never stops shining when you’re around.
So there I was, reading aloud the features that come with the new iPhone X…
“The super retina display dazzles the eyes and employs techniques to precisely follow the curves of the design all the way to the elegantly roundedcorners.The first OLED screen that rises to the standards. Familiar gestures make navigation natural and intuitive. Instead of pressing a button, a single swipe takes you home from anywhere. A larger and faster 12MP sensor. A new color filter with Deeper pixels, etc…”
And then my sweet and very innocent 16 yr. old daughter, who obviously picked up on the bolded words above, says to me…
“Mom, I feel like I’m listening to Fifty Shades of Phones.” 😉
For health class today, we were discussing attitudes between children and their parents. We had to read a cartoon about a girl and her mother having a fight and then learned how they resolved their conflict.
I said to my girls… “I think it’s really great that I hardly ever have any conflict with you girls. You always seem to do what you’re told and I never seem to have a problem with either one of you.”
Then I decided to ask them why they always behave so well.
Brianna said, “Because mom… we know better than to get you upset with us.”
I said, “Why, do I rule with an iron fist?”
Brianna said, “Yes mom, you really do, but at least you rule us with a cute, adorable, iron fist.