here's the weekend post. a bit delayed. (but I started it on the weekend)
worked through the night on friday to make film submission deadlines.
I think we sent in a pretty decent film.
We definitely learned a lot which will be helpful on the next project.
My brother is a very good writer. We're going to make a very good film (and soon).
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a regular night's sleep is in short supply as of late.
some kind of stomach bug has munched its way through our entire family (except me).
Katie and I have been up with kids (or personal pain) many nights in the past week.
(This early morning blogging is brought to you by Isaac's 4am sanitary requirements).
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I have reason to hope that I'm nearly finished having regular interactions with both the legal system and the corporate bullying which drove me to engage it. I've learned a lot and survived. I'm beyond ready to be done with that.
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Ginger has entered the world of "homework". She gets a week's worth on Monday. She brings it home with the reverence and anticipation of a sacred scroll. She completes it (all of it) in about an hour with fury and precision. Then she giggles for about five minutes.
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Willow is gaining independence (occasionally with a 1700s colonial flair). She's handling things on her own. She makes solutions. She includes and entertains the 3 year-olds. She makes food for herself, her siblings, and her grownups.
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Will's theological frustration continues as he persists in his inquiry to ascertain the physical whereabouts of Jesus.
He is more often attired as a drum-major than not.
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Isaac's voice has changed and he's growing a mustache. Our dialogue reflects the expansion of his consciousness.
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Conversation With Will 4 days ago (special story time):
Will: Does Jesus have a belly? For me to.. Can I rub Jesus Belly?
(this isn't for "good luck". Will finds great pleasure and comfort in having his belly rubbed, he assumes everyone else does too)
Me: Sorry buddy, you can't rub Jesus' belly.
Will: Why not? Why Jesus not have belly. Does he eat?
Me:
Will: He had a belly when the soidiers kill him on the cross. I saw his belly.
Me:
Will: (turns and looks at me to see if I'm looking)
Me: (deep breath). Well, Jesus had a belly when he lived here on earth. But now he lives as a spirit. It's kind of like he doesn't have a belly, but it's kind of like all the bellies in the whole world are his.
Will: I touch it?
Me: Whenever you do something nice for someone who needs it, You are really doing something nice for Jesus. That's kind of like rubbing his belly.
Will: (thinking)
Me: (hoping this will be good enough for now)
Will: Is heaven messy, or is it pretty clean.
Me: I think it's pretty nice.
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(last night my phone rings. Isaac and I are preparing a bedtime snack for he and his brother. The girls are upstairs)
Me: Sounds like my phone is ringing
Isaac: I think it's your brother
Isaac: or maybe it's Maryanne, or David, ... or Jesus.
Me: You think it might be Jesus?
Isaac: (pause) ...or Goliath!
Me: Sheesh! ...I hope it's not Goliath
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Well there's your post. Hope your happy!
(please send me $4)
Congratulations to the Beans, I love you guys.
7 comments:
i'm just glad he sees me as a viable alternative to Jesus... and I have a sizable belly.
This post was worth the wait - maybe it's because they're our kids, but I laughed so hard it hurt while thinking about the scenarios you described..
I love you
:)
love the post, love the conversations, love the updates.
miss you guys a lot...
p.s. i think this post was worth at least $5...check's in the mail.
Ahhh, so glad to have you back. The conversations with Will & Isaac made TJ and i laugh so hard.
laughing out loud.
i want to read it again.
but now, I'm going to sleep.
miss you so much!!
Yay! Daniel's blogging again! Thanks for the updates and the laugh!
Daniel, I find myself reading your post really fast, like I'm afraid it's going to disappear or something. Then later, I have to go back and read it again. I think your creating demand...or panic....by not blogging enough to satisfy your hungry readers. I loved this and could imagine every precious word. Don't you love it when you get them one at a time?? I do! Love you!
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