Sometimes, I admit, I can be a little dense. So I’m hoping someone can help me, at least in this specific instance. Last night, right before I turned off the computer, I swung by Diana Peterfreund’s thought-provoking blog, saw her last entry was over at Romancing the Blog (which I consistently forget to visit), and swung over there.

I read her post, which I thought was clever, funny, all that…but I didn’t get the last line. Then I read a few of the comments, and everybody loved the last line. So now I’ve gotta know…what am I missing???

Today I have a little boy story for you…

This morning the boys were having trouble getting along and then finally teamed up to start up a diary. The general gist of this idea was that they’d record all the bugs they found in the house and what they were doing.

First entry: “I saw a daddy long legs. I found him behind the door. He doesn’t have a web. Now he is poopin on the wall, now it’s dead. One spider put more blood in him.” (Translation: he lives!) Side note: there are no, repeat no, daddy long-legs in our house.

Shortly after they begin this project, we have to go and run some errands. I’m off getting ready and arrive at the front door to hear this conversation:

Little One (5yr.): “….I’m gonna but that in my diarrhea.”
Big One (7yr.): “No, no, a diarrhea is a bunch of fruits.”

I couldn’t help but burst out laughing. I told them both that that’s not what diarrhea is. But Big One assures me he’s heard someone say that before.

Any–way, I should be in for some doozies next week as I’m the ‘Leader’ for the 1st graders in our church’s Vacation Bible School. Basically I’m in charge of keeping them in line, literally and figuratively. I’ll need the weekend to rest up.