On Easter, after I slept through church, we went to fabulous Alpharetta to hang out with the Amazing Andersons, who were able to lead a worship service and host us on the same day -- yes, the Andersons have mighty powers, no doubt developed in their epic adventures with their own children.
They even set up an Easter egg hunt for us kids. Let me tell you my Easter egg hunting philosophy: More than one egg per hand is wasted. Better is a handful with quiet than two handfuls with toil. I have seen the children piling up many eggs, but this too is vanity, and a chasing after chocolate.*
This also I saw: Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their toil.
Anyway, I thought all was vanity... until I found the biggest egg of all:
--Maddie
* -- Mom says I can't have chocolate. Then tonight she bought me my own ice cream cone at Jake's, so I'm not sure I can discern the underlying principle at work here.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
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3 comments:
Keep impugning my logic and there won't be any ice cream for you until you're 18.
Dear Maddie,
I was so eagerly waiting and hoping for easter-egg-photos and I already thought there would not be any, when you posted on April 11th and there were only palm-trees but no eggs. Thanks god (is he inmcharge?) there are some now!
I can understand the discussion about chocolate or not very well. Cake seems to be OK, even cake with chocolate in it, but no pure chocolate. Anyway, do not ask too much questions about this, just take what you can get!
All the best from Paul(´s mom)
Is that a tennis ball? Being a ball girl at the US Open has it's perks!
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