Identity Crisis

This is Oliver. Today Oliver thinks he is a dog.

A dog named Bruno.

Today I am grateful...

...for my friend who makes me smile
...for precious minutes that flew by WAY too quickly
...for a delightful drink
...for butterflies!
...for the fact that there's never a lull in conversation
...for children, even their unpredictable health happenings
...for t-shirt authorization
...for true confidence
...for Catholic weddings
...that no matter how much time goes by, it just doesn't matter
...for alphabet gardens
...that God blessed me with such a beautiful friendship
...for the rest of the conversation that's yet to come!

We're driving along...

...and Owen says, "Can we go to Aldi?"
I'm still trying to figure out how to answer, and what's gotten into my 7-year-old who normally dreads the grocery store, when Peyton says, "Can we go to Bed, Bath and Beyond?"
Okay, so now the 5-year-old wants to shop for sheets?
I say, "How come Peyton, do you have something in mind that you want from there?"
To which he replies, "No, I'm just hoping you'll get confused and pull into Chuck E. Cheese."
Which happens to be next door to Bed, Bath and Beyond.
Those little brains never cease to amaze me.

Strawberry Picking