On one of our recent outings the conversation went something like this...
Dub-*not understanding what he was saying
Me-Dub*insert middle and last names here* we don't say hate. That is a BAD BAD word and you should never, ever tell someone that you hate them. It is very mean and not nice. You will hurt their feelings and make them cry. If you cannot say something nice to someone then you should not say anything at all. Can you say, sorry mommy?
Vootz totally missing my point- You could always substitute the word detest for hate Dub. That is a better word to use.
JC totally missing Vootz's point-Vootz if you ever tell your mother that you detest her you'll have to deal with me!
Me-Ughh...Yes Vootz, detest is a better word that hate, but still you should never tell anyone you detest them. If it is not nice, don't say it! JC, Vootz was not telling Dub he could tell me that he detests me, he was just trying to give Dub a better word than hate and flexing his vocabulary skills a little for us to notice.
This is what I get to deal with now. I liked my quiet solitude during errands. Now it is like being at home all the time only at home and all in a closet together! I prayed for a year for a car we could all fit in. Every night and every morning. During the day I would sing, "Heavenly Father can you hear me?" Oh he heard me and he gave me a year to try to wake up and realize that I don't know what is best for me, he knows what is best for me, Did I catch on? No, I had to keep pushing. He finally he gave in. Hind sight is 20/20!
*I am seriously VERY grateful for my car. It is truly a blessing and I love it. But I do miss my solitude occasionally, what mother of four wouldn't?!