#127 The Bike Tire

Jack got a new bike. His enthusiasm for it is almost unequalled. But, alas, the notorious goat-head-infested fields and roads with sharp pebbles, have had their way with it. Jack somewhat grasped the situation; his tires flat and his voice melancholy as he said, "Mommy, my bike is tired." Yes—his bike was not functional. And yes—it had something to do with his tire. Considering I’M not exactly functional when I’M tired, I'd say he got it just about right.

#126 New Glasses

Taylor went to the eye doctor not long ago, and to her delight needed a pair of glasses. She felt the transformation was as drastic as Superman morphing into Clark Kent, and was satisfied when she had proof of it.

In her own words, "Mama! Mama! Guess what! I went to the barn to feed the chickens and they didn't even recognize me with my glasses! I am so serious. They couldn't EVEN recognize me! Seriously."

And there you have it. If our chickens started behaving how we all know chickens behave when they don't recognize a person... the change must be drastic indeed.

#125 My Head

Hallie is a unique character. She has never been one to give or receive physical affection without obvious disdain. At least, I thought so, until there was a baby in the picture. Now I can say that Hallie requires the same amount (or more) of physical affection as your average four or five-year-old—only, she fills her entire "affection pool" by loving on the baby. She still squirms away at kisses from Mama, and hugs from Daddy. For Hallie, it's all face smashing, cheek pinching, body squeezing loving on Sam. Lots and lots and lots of it.

She said it best when she said, "It's like he's afraid of my head or something."

Of course, she said it in cheerful oblivion, in complete denial of the truthfulness of it. Yes, Hallie. It's like he's afraid of your head. Or something.