This page has moved to a new address.


Cheryl's Musings: Kids!

Cheryl's Musings

How to Thrive on the Writer's Road



Never visit family--especially family with associated children--without bringing along a pen and notebook. Every time I visit home (and my sister and her four kids), I return with stories and inspiration enough to last me months...and I make sure to take time every night to write down the details for later.

Case in point: one evening, while my sister and I (well, mostly my sister) were cooking dinner, her youngest son marched into the kitchen and tugged on her sleeve. "Mom," he says, "I'm about to be very sorry for something."

This kid has the biggest brown eyes, an impish smile, and copper-red hair. When he says he's about to be very sorry for something, let's just say everyone stops to listen.

"What is it?" my sister asks. (She's forgotten about stirring the chicken).

"I can't get the floor back together," he answers.

At that, she and I decide that investigating the possible destruction is more important that cooking dinner. Here's what we found:

Ah, gotta love it. And I haven't even mentioned the escapee hamster, the canned bat, or the hay bale construction zone....
:) Cheryl

Labels: ,


At January 7, 2009 at 8:57 AM , Blogger Yat-Yee said...

Oh no! That's why God made kids so very adorable.

At January 7, 2009 at 9:33 AM , Blogger Cheryl Reif said...

Yep! And he's extra-adorable to make up for the extra trouble he can get into. I think he knows it, too!

At January 12, 2009 at 4:06 AM , Blogger Heather Zundel said...

Oh my goodness! When Bill Cosby said "kids say the darndest things," that was an understatement! Did you ever find out how he got the first floorboard up? Their adorable factor is definitely their survival skill. It saves them more than they can possibly know.


Post a Comment

Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]

<< Home