Eight is enough!

I am the first to admit that I do not engage in political discussions outside my party. I cannot because my mind cannot wrap its self around Republican thinking. I end up loosing my cool and it can have negative consequences on my relationships. It's funny, because this is the only topic of conversation I can think of that I will not debate.



That said, I have been watching the Democratic Convention this week, and I am pumped about this year's election. I truly believe if our country is going to see a turn around, Obama is the only one on the ticket that is going to bring that change.


Regardless of who you are in favor of, please exercise your freedom to vote come November 4th, 2008.

The competition

Some friends from church got together tonight for dinner and a little laser tag. We ate at McAllister's and then headed over to Gallactic Hurricane. We had an odd number of people, so one team was clearly going to have a disadvantage. That would be my team. However, we won the first game 295-260. It was quickly decided that we should play again, this time switching sides while keeping the same teammates. Game on. Each team got an addition to our group by way of two 12 year olds. This time around everyone seemed to find their groove (well most everyone) and the numbers were alittle better, though we did lose...400-440.

While I'll not name names, someone has already challenged to a rematch. This certain someone was none too happy with her performance and her standing in the laser tag community is seriously jeapordized. I say...bring it!

Elmo Makes Music

We went to see Elmo Makes Music at the Convo last night. Neither of us were as impressed with it as we were a couple years ago when Elmo came to town. Up until intermission Elijah kept asking "when is it going to start?" Not a good sign. Elijah seemed to enjoy the second half a little better after I encouraged him to get up and dance.

Elijahism

A couple nights ago I was trying on some clothes to take with me on vacation.  I had wrapped one of those black flowy sarongs around my waist and walked out into the living room.  Elijah looked up and gasped.  He said, "ahhhhhh....mom you look so fancy!  I love your fancy pants.  Let's dance!!!!"  He immediately ran over and turned the Doodlebops on and we had to boogie.

Elijahism

One night last week at VBS, Elijah wanted me to take him to the bathroom. That usually means one thing...gotta do #2 :)

We went into the men's room and shut the door. Elijah asked that I give him some privacy, so I turned around and stood in the corner facing the wall. Then Elijah says, "Mom, will you sing 'Twinkle, twinkle little star?'" I nearly lost it. It took all I had not to burst out in laughter. I thought to my self, there is NO way I can serenade this child while he is taking a dump. But I did as any good mother would do and sung the lovely little tune.

At the end of service at church today, all the kids took the stage to sing a couple of the songs they learned at VBS. I could tell Elijah was uneasy being on the stage. He was doing pretty good at participating until Steve shoved the microphone in his face. Elijah immediately froze up. Several minutes later, Lewis turned to me laughing his head off because Elijah was standing there like a deer in headlights. He still would not move.

On the way home, I asked Elijah why he was so shy up on stage. He stated, "I don't like to be on stage. Mom, well you know, I'm not a people person. I am Elijah. I am just Elijah and I don't have to be on stage to be me."

What will he think of next?