there and back again...: Daddy gets grass...

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Daddy gets grass...

This weekend we had to go out of town for a funeral. Here is a little dialogue between Emmy and Mom at a gas station.

Emmy- "Mommy, why is Daddy getting grass?"
Mom- "He's getting gas, not grass."
Emmy- "I don't know what you're talking about!"

2 comments:

Anonymous said...: jajaja, funny!

Bee; March 13, 2009
Blessed Blackman Bunch said...: I LOOOOOVE IT.....THE DRUG MAN IS GETTING GRASS! :); March 15, 2009

The Prayer

Lord, you have been our dwelling place

in all generations.

Before the mountains were brought forth,

or ever you had formed the earth and the world,

from everlasting to everlasting you are God.

... So teach us to number our days

that we may get a heart of wisdom.

... Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love,

that we may rejoice and be glad all our days

... Let your work be shown to your servants,

and your glorious power to their children.

Let the favor of the Lord our God be upon us,

and establish the work of our hands upon us;

yes, establish the work of our hands!

Psalm 90:1-2, 12, 14, 16-17