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Psalm 78
. . . we will tell the next generation the praiseworthy deeds of the LORD, his power, and the wonders he has done. .
so the next generation would know them . . . and they in turn would tell their children.
Then they would put their trust in God and would not forget his deeds but would keep his commands.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

No Ears

I was cooking dinner, enjoying the unseasonably cool breeze that blew through the kitchen. Toby was perched on a bar stool in the middle of the kitchen, stuck there until he demonstrated some repentance. It didn't seem likely to happen anytime soon. He was screaming, high and loud.

"Toby," I told him, "Stop screaming. The whole neighborhood can hear you."

"Mom!" he cried, "It doesn't have ears!"

"What?"

"Neighborhoods don't have ears!"

3 comments:

MOHeather said...

I love your Toby-isms. Don't you just chuckle from young children's concrete thinking? Thanks for sharing. :)

Mrs. Edwards said...

I know! Sometimes I forget just how concrete and then something like this slips out and gives a window to his view of the world.

Sharon said...

That's funny.
~ Sharon

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