Domestic Bliss Report

Motherhood is hard work. If we don't stick together, we'll all fall apart.

Monday, October 17, 2005

He's doing something right.

Madeleine has shown the normal (I think) girl preoccupation with weddings, her parents' in particular. Just this evening after bath she was asking Dale and I individually why we had married the other. I cribbed his answer: they were the most wonderful person in the world and we'd have been a fool not to.

After prayers and lights out, I was futilely trying to rock Rachel to sleep and Madeleine asked if I wanted to know who she's going to marry. She's told me her brother on occasion, but this seemed different.

"Do you really want to know? Are you sure?" she whispered in the dark. "Because it's a secret. It's a really secret secret." She had the glow of a girl with her first crush, and I was touched that she was willing to share it with me. And, I was quite curious whom she'd name. Matthew, the little boy three days older than she? Vinnie, across the street? Chip Skylark, who was on her birthday cake? An anonymous boy from preschool?

"I'm going to tell you in your ear," she said, crawling across her bed to me. She leaned in close enough for me to smell her hair, still damp from the bath.


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At 7:18 PM, Blogger 'Thought & Humor' said...

We work like a horse.
We eat like a pig.
We like to play chicken.
You can get someone's goat.
We can be as slippery as a snake.
We get dog tired.
We can be as quiet as a mouse.
We can be as quick as a cat.
Some of us are as strong as an ox.
People try to buffalo others.
Some are as ugly as a toad.
We can be as gentle as a lamb.
Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
Some of us drink like a fish.
We can be as proud as a peacock.
A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
You can get a frog in your throat.
We can be a lone wolf.
But I'm having a whale of a time!

You have a riveting web log
and undoubtedly must have
atypical & quiescent potential
for your intended readership.
May I suggest that you do
everything in your power to
honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
Designer/Architect as well
as your revering audience.
As soon as we acknowledge
this Supreme Designer/Architect,
Who has erected the beauteous
fabric of the universe, our minds
must necessarily be ravished with
wonder at this infinate goodness,
wisdom and power.

Please remember to never
restrict anyone's opportunities
for ascertaining uninterrupted
existence for their quintessence.

There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity
under heaven. A time to be
born and a time to die. A
time to plant and a time to
harvest. A time to kill and
a time to heal. A time to
tear down and a time to
rebuild. A time to cry and
a time to laugh. A time to
grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones
and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a
time to turn away. A time to
search and a time to lose.
A time to keep and a time to
throw away. A time to tear
and a time to mend. A time
to be quiet and a time to
speak up. A time to love
and a time to hate. A time
for war and a time for peace.

Best wishes for continued ascendancy,
Dr. Howdy

'Thought & Humor'

P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
that the common culture of my youth
is gone for good. It was hollowed out
by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
then splintered beyond hope of repair
by the emergence of the web-based
technologies that so maximized and
facilitated cultural choice as to make
the broad-based offerings of the old
mass media look bland and unchallenging
by comparison."

At 12:22 PM, Blogger Kilted Domer said...

So... was there any discussion about how this wouldn't really work? I'm curious how you handled this one.

At 2:26 PM, Blogger Dale said...

I didn't say anything at all, just smiled. An in-depth discussion on all of the taboos (incest AND polygamy) wasn't in the cards.

Besides, I was just too choked up to talk. Just wait until Duncan starts talking, you'll understand.

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