what child is this?

one of the things that my wife and i absolutely love about our kids is “their little imaginations”…

we love to listen to them talk to each other and play and dream up stories and scenarios for their toys…for their stuffed animals, toy cars and trains, and action figures…whether jake the pirate, minnie mouse, thomas the train, hello kitty or mcqueen…it not only entertains them, but my wife and i as well…

sometimes, when they’re playing, we hear them using the same terms of endearment that we use regularly in our daily interactions with each other–like “babe” and “honey”…

they also do this with other household items and treasures that you might not always consider to be “toys”…like the nativity set we put up with all our other christmas decorations on the friday after thanksgiving…

soon after we had set up the nativity set, our children were playing with it and imagining different scripts…and we overheard them calling the different people in the nativity set…”babe” and “honey”…pretending and talking for joseph and mary…like this…

honey, will you get the baby Jesus?

[after a while, others were joining the celebration at the “mini-inn” in bethlehem…jake the pirate showed up, followed by mcqueen and my little pony…it was a regular party!]

times like these are sweet and warm the heart…other times, would be best described as ‘disturbing’…and leave us feeling like–

oh no, what did we do?! and we’re so going to hell for this!

like the recent time when we heard them combining the story of Jesus with the story of rapunzel 🙂

i could be wrong, but i’m guessing that there’s more of you out there who have heard the story of Jesus than the story of rapunzel…so, for those of you that aren’t familiar with the story of rapunzel…or haven’t read it since you were a kid…here’s a brief summary:

a husband and wife are about to have a baby, the wife gets hungry, the husband steals lettuce from a witch to feed his pregnant wife, the witch vows to take the baby when it’s born as a penalty for stealing the lettuce, the witch takes the baby when it’s born and hides her (rapunzel) in a tower, the witch visits rapunzel each day by climbing up rapunzel’s hair (she lowers ‘her hair’ when the witch calls, “rapunzel, rapunzel, let down your hair!”), a prince overhears the witch doing this, the prince calls to rapunzel and climbs up her hair, too, the prince and rapunzel fall in love, they plan to escape, the witch discovers their plans, the witch blinds the prince, the prince wanders the land aimlessly , the prince hears a ‘sweet singing’ one day, the singer is rapunzel (who has been let out of the tower), the prince and rapunzel embrace, rapunzel’s tears heal the prince, they marry and happily rule the kingdom…

[and, you’re thinking, why in God’s name did you read this story to your children?! good question…]

well, because we read our kids this story this is what we heard our daughter “pipe out” just a few days ago…

the baby Jesus is born…and honey, the witch comes and takes the baby Jesus away… 

[at this time, the part of the witch was being played by one of the three wise men (which my daughter was holding in her hand), who she moved to ‘swoop in’ and take baby Jesus away]

my wife and i were in the room when ‘this went down’…and we exchanged a panicked look and rushed to grace and said…

no, no, no…the witch is in a different story…the story of rapunzel…this is the story of Jesus, that’s what these figures show…

[while at the same time trying not to laugh]

after we talked to them, i sat down and thought...

mercy, me! 

thankfully, i believe that Jesus (and His story) is bigger and more powerful than the silliness of us parents and children…

and in time, when they’re older…they’ll realize what He means…for them and for the world…

merry christmas!

my sister, chris

one of the best teachers i know is my sister, chris (always ‘chrissy’ to me)…

she’s a 7th grade social studies teacher near chicago…

it is an appropriate assignment for her as we grew up moving from ‘here-to-there’ every few years as dictated by the u.s. government (my dad was in the air force)…as youngsters, we lived in oregon, utah, texas, arizona, south carolina, japan, colorado, and washington state…

moving around like vagabonds…we, of course, became close…because everywhere we went, it was “just us”…my mom, my dad, my sister and i…for most of my life she was my absolute, #1 best friend (it helped that we were only a year apart)…we had a lot of laughs and adventures together–back then and later in life as well…and while i know this will come as a big surprise to all of you–she was always the brains of the operation, the intellectual one, even from a very young age…maybe it was because she was always reading, reading, reading…man, she always had a book in hand (and still does!)…now, that doesn’t mean that she always got it right…i mean, there was the time when she ripped the side-view mirror off of the car when backing out of the garage, and the time when she burned an iron-shaped hole in her bedroom carpet while ironing a shirt, and the time when she tried to dry her hat off by setting it next to the campfire ring…guess what–it caught on fire!

[the “burning hat camping trip” was an over-nighter at luther heights bible camp–a place (and people) i’ve referenced before in this blog–anyways, the first year that i worked there, one of the counselors quit within the first two weeks of the summer camping season…so, i called up chris at our home in olympia, wa to see if she wanted to come out and fill the open slot…at the time, she was doing something exciting for the summer, like picking raspberries 🙂 …immediately, she agreed to come out to idaho as a counselor…and she liked it so much that we had the chance to work together there for 3 summers…those were good times]…

but, she’s always had a sharp mind, like a surgeon’s scalpel…an insatiable need to know things, an unstoppable curiosity…which, i think, was/is a catalyst for her continued travels and adventures in the world…as an adult, she’s ventured to israel, africa, south america, other locales in the far east…and minnesota (coming here, especially in the winter, is definitely badge-worthy)…israel was/is a favorite of hers, as a college student she lived on a kibbutz there for a while and then returned some 10 more times–over the years, she was able to master hebrew…who does that?!

all of this adds up one very unique individual…with a very distinct perspective on the world…and, for me…what i’ve come to know, what i’ve come to realize is that…she is one of the most unique individuals i know…i always come away from a conversation with her having learned something new…or, thinking about something in a way that i wouldn’t have thought of–had i not had the chance to visit with her…every single time…

she’s also the kind of person who could’ve done anything she wanted to…doctor, lawyer, corporate executive…you name it…but, she landed in education…in the trade of teaching…in the trade of teaching junior high school students no less…and she’s been at it for 14 years now…and most of the parents don’t know just how lucky they are to have her teach their children…but, i do…

i mean, who wouldn’t want that kind of person teaching their kids–helping them use their noggins?!

last year…for her energy, efforts, and creativity as an educator, she received the “highest marks” and “highest rating” a teacher can get in an evaluation at her school, a status that few achieve…

you wouldn’t hear this from chris, of course…because she’s also one of the least flashy and most humble people i know…which is even more of a reason to tell you what she’s about, to tell you what she’s done in the world…to put it down in words, for the record…right here, right now…

here’s to you, chris! i love you, sister!

cheers!

 

 

 

dear followers,

thank you for continuing to support and follow this blog–you rule!!!:)

if you received a post titled, “chrissy”…then, you received the first draft of this post–it was only a matter of time before i hit “publish” instead of “save draft”…anyways, the entire draft is still “in the works” and on its way…because, of course, there’s much more to say! (sorry, sis, you’re not getting off that easy;)

thank you.

dave.

why?

“why?” is one of those childhood sayings/questions that ranks right up there with “no” and “i don’t wanna”…and when your toddler starts wielding the word at every single, little, insignificant point throughout the day, you’ll do just what i did–beg for mercy…

just the other day, we (the family) were headed out the door to celebrate one of our cousin’s birthdays and this is what went down…

my wife: jack, put your coat on please. 

jack: why?

my wife: because we’re going to the car.

jack: why?

my wife: because we’re going to uncle bruce’s.

jack: why?

my wife: because it’s mary’s birthday.

jack: why?

my wife: because  21 years ago she was born.

jack: why?

my wife: because that’s what happened and we celebrate birthdays in our family.

jack: why?

my wife: ugh!

this went on for a little while longer until my wife put my son in a choke-hold and carried him to the car (just kiddin’)…but, we did think about it–and i get it, his brain is developing…he’s a little sponge–sucking up every little ounce of information he can…he’s also sucking the mother-lovin’ life out of us with these questions 🙂

the CIA should really look into hiring toddlers–to give suspected terrorists the ‘why treatment’…so, why are you in the u.s.?  because i’m a student; why are you a student? because i am training for a job?; why are you training for a job? because i want to make money and provide for my family?; why do you want to make money and provide for your family? so that they will have a comfortable life; why do you have all this money in your bank account if you’re a student and are training for a job to make money? forget it, i’m a terrorist! (case closed)…

and, no matter how tough you are…nobody can stand up to this treatment forever…everybody breaks, eventually

think i’m exaggerating?! take a look at this classic clip from louis ck (this bit is on the profane side of life)…