Techical Difficulites

Ugg. Our computer is not uploading properly. So I can't blog the things that are spilling out of my mind, not entirely and properly anyway.

So here isn't a gorgeous little child with big eyes and rosy cheeks, holding a toy basketball. If there were a photo, it would be T. He is our cousin and is very sick in the hospital with pneumonia AND a raging staph infection. Keep him in your prayers, please.

And here isn't a short video clip of the Master breaking a board at Belt Graduation last week.
Grrrr.

Here is something I can blog about with just words:

"It took brute strength and a brilliant mind, but I finally got it down."

Master Munchkin spent the afternoon chopping down an old board in a tree with a dull hatchet then marched into the kitchen with this statement. He cracks us up.

Regular blogging will return after certain husbands come home and fix things.

Country Fresh Eggs

Eggs courtesy of April's chickens. Come to think of it, she made the bowl too.

Driven

We drove past a car show yesterday and stopped to take a look. I don't know much about cars, but my boys were sure drooling.

It's Only Logical

Master Munchkin and his Dad have been watching Star Trek movies together. My husband is a Trekkie and, apparently, has been assimilating his son. Today, in the car, the Master told me that he liked Star Trek better than Star Wars and Lord of the Rings.

"Why?" I asked incredulously. I think Star Trek is pretty boring.

"The aliens are much more realistic; they actually speak another language other than English. I mean how would creatures from other planets - other galaxies - even know our language?!" He was getting pretty worked up.

"Well, you know why they do that, don't you? If aliens spoke a weird language, how could we - the people watching the movie - understand it?"

"They could put little words on the bottom of the screen."

"But..but some people can't read." I was grasping for straws. His logic was overpowering me.

And I was trying to drive. Thinking and talking and driving is a little too much for me all at once. The rest of the trip was a blur of animated babble (not mine) about Leonerd Nemoy's makeup and eyebrows and Klingons and Borgs ("Assimliate THIS! Ha ha ha") and how it was so very shocking when Spock died since he was "almost like, the main character". Then there was something about atoms rearranging and the Genesis planet. And whales.

Honey, what have you done to our little boy?

Testing, Testing

Today the Munchkins and I are testing for our next belt in Martial Arts class. Miss Munchkin and I are going for our Blue and the Master, his Purple. It's exciting because that means we will be learning new material for the next 3 months. The Master gets to do shoulder-throws, bear hugs, and double-leg take downs. Oh my! Plus, he gets to learn a brand new form.

And, on top of that, Fight Class tonight.

"More Photos"

Someone was recently requesting "more photos"on my blog. I am nothing, if not obliging.

Were It Not for Hope

"Were it not for hope, the heart would break". - Scottish Proverb