Deep Roots are Not Reached by the Frost

Last night I baby sat two little boys by the name of Henry (4) and Jack (2). We played Sorry, Sorry Blast, Trains, and then watched 101 Dalmatians (not the cartoon). There were adventures here and there that happened and I shall tell about them shortly. Here they are, playing with their wooden train tracks. Henry pointed this out to me many times. Apparently it's broken. This is Jack running the train over the broken tracks. Henry didn't like that. They were broken and nobody else could use them because they were broken. Did I tell you that they were broken? This was distressing to Jack. There was a bump in the carpet so the tracks wouldn't lay straight. He was getting extremely frustrated and almost started crying, poor boy. It was very endearing. He's pointing it out to me. This is Sorry Blast according to Henry. You don't play with cards at all. You simply flick your pieces out of the start circle and depending on where it lands, you can eit...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We were watching Swan Lake done by Chinese Acrobats and the following dialogue takes place, the subject being the Swan Princess. Ruby: I'd be so amazed if that were my daughter Georgia: I'd be so amazed if that were me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mom: How many kids are you going to have? Ruby: I'm thinking 2 or 3....cuz I don't wanna go pickin' them up after school! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We'd just been having scripture study and talking about Saul. Mom did not hear what Lydia asked Ruby as she was engaged in her own conversation with Dad, but right after Lydia asked Ruby, Mom said this. Lydia (to Ruby) : Why do you have one shoe on? Mother: ....mental illness..... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lydia: We are having blonde brownies. Ruby: Well, I don't like those. Lydia: Are you sure? Maybe you aren't remembering correctly. Ruby: Maybe you aren't remembering correctly th...