Sorry that it has been so long since my last post. I’ve started back at work and I just don’t have the time that I used to. I’ve also not been really good about getting pictures of Dalton. Part of this is due to the greater difficulty getting a picture of him these days. When his eyes are closed, I don’t want to take a chance and wake him up. When his eyes are open, he’s often in motion. I haven’t figured out how to make the shutter on my camera fast enough to give me a clear picture. Today’s picture was actually taken on the 16th of August. I took about 10 of these and I actually have ones where he has a beauty of a smile on him. Unfortunately, I was moving the camera or someone was moving the house or something like that and the other ones are pretty blurry.
Speaking of work, I walked by a car today in the parking lot that had a bumper sticker I’ve wanted to post about.
It read, “Fairlawn Church, We’re the church the Devil told you about.”
Ok, someone needs to help me out here. What the heck is this supposed to mean? Let’s assume for the moment that I converse with the Devil on a regular basis.* What exactly is the Devil going to say to me about this church?
Assuming that I know he’s the Devil and we’re buddies, here are some possibilities…
“Is it just me or does it itch in there?”
“You do know that those guys all vote Republican, no?”
“You’ll catch me in that place when you know what freezes over.”
“I could almost hang out with those folks if it wasn’t for the hats with the little propellers on top.”
“Sob, I’m so misunderstood. I need a hug.”
On the Dalton front, tonight’s game was keeping him asleep while trying to get a little work done around the house. The challenge was that if he started to rouse and found himself alone in bed, he would startle and start to cry. Our solution was to fold laundry in the room with him while watching him closely. At the first sign of stirring, one of us would run over and lay down next to him to give the impression that we never left. We need to buy him a blow up Cathy doll to put next to him to help him sleep. Come to think of it, based on how little he has been sleeping, I could use one too.
*Many students, several co-workers, and one ex-wife will attest that this is true.
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