Chocolate Ice Cream

Today I decided to have chocolate ice cream for dinner.  Chloe made brownies, but I didn't want any of that, just ice cream.   Am I setting a bad example?  Likely.  Considering people are being murdered for no apparent reason and the Mayan calendar is signaling the end of the world. Why not have chocolate ice cream for dinner?

My children had tamales and brownies for dinner as we discussed the base 10 counting system.  Chloe accepts it and her friend refuses to accept the reasoning behind base 10.  I tried to show her countless references for base 10 and she still decided it is not acceptable and she refuses to accept it.  I imagine she will either be wildly successful because she refuses to accept the acceptable or she will be wildly loathed for her lack of acceptance.  Either way it made for an interesting dinner conversation.

We went to Home Depot today to pick up Chloe's playhouse(the smaller version) and they told me they only had one left and my name was NOT on it.   I assured them that was entirely okay and I would expect delivery of the already assembled model they had in their parking lot on Wednesday afternoon.  I smiled and the lady looked at me, perplexed.  Five minutes later a man walked out of the back and announced they had found my package in the WAY back.  DARN!!  I was looking forward to having the house delivered to my door.  We picked up the parts for Chloe's playhouse and when we arrived home I turned to Thadd and said, "This Christmas the cause of any marital strife will be due to our playhouse assembly."  He replied, "Who said you were going to have anything to do with the assembly process?"  So begins the marital strife.

I'm sure there will be an entire blog or multiple blogs written on the fun and exciting times of playhouse assembly.  It will be similar to our driving trip to Florida where we disagree about how to drive from point A to point B an everything in-between.  I also recall reading all of the Chick Fil A comments on Facebook which prompted my husband to stop at every, yes EVERY Chick Fil A between San Antonio and Destin, Florida.  It was the longest return trip EVER!!  Luckily, they have good food and clean restrooms.

Tonight, Brett had to finish his many sheets of homework he hid from me during the week and so, painfully, he completed all of them.  Tomorrow when he turns in his homework from last week it will be tear stained and in some cases, tear torn from all of the tears shed.  It can be exhausting to do homework with Brett as he is so dramatic.  A trait he clearly gets from his father's side of the family.  I am thankful for a child who has the ability to do his homework even if it is drama filled. (Day 23)  Goodnight Friends.

NOTE:  Yesterday's blog post was meant to be a call to Christ, not a judgement.  We have removed God from so much of what we do, but it is imperative to keep Him in our homes and lives to comfort us in times of grief, sorrow, and joy.  He longs to be the center of all things and if we can do that, we can survive the horrors faced by this world.  Some survive and some die, but they are not lost or forgotten. For those who know Him, they will be carried to eternity.  It is not about where you go to school, no one is immune to the tragedies we face daily.  It is only about God and His ability to save us from the things of this world.