Presidential Circumstances

I thought I would share this little story about the younger of the Freeman brood. We had just dropped Aedyn and Evan off at piano lessons so it was myself, Grant, and Laura in the car. They were chatting back and forth about President's Day. Grant informed us that George Washington was the first President of the United States. Laura emphatically said "No...Rock A Bama (translation: Barack Obama) was our first President. Seeing the learning opportunity, I told Laura that Barack was our first black President. I don't know why I say black as opposed to African American. I'm honestly not sure of the right terminology. I grew up saying black. In any event, Grant said "That's right, and George Washington was our first peach President". How funny the perceptions of a 5 year old. He had a sack puppet with the face of George on it and he had used a peach crayon to color it. So if I was going to color categorize Barack, he would do the same for George. I laughed to myself and confirmed his observations and resolved to document this funny little thought from his 5 year old brain.

Exonerating the Husband

Rats. Valentines Day. Do I buy something, do I not? Rob doesn't really care I don't think. We are practical people. We have anniversaries and other holidays for buying gifts. But this year, an anomaly. Rob and I both bought presents for each other without the other knowing. Today, Rob gave me my gift. There are several things a man can do to really blow it out big for his significant other and Rob did that today. He sent me 2 dozen, long stem red roses. Sigh. How great is that. I bought him something too but in the event that he's reading my blog, I can not as of yet give away what I bought. I can give a hint though...it's red. I've probably already said too much (wink). I think the reason I have a hard time on Valentines Day is because I get embarassed about being sentimental. It's hard to put myself in that mode because I so often make fun of those kind of people ha ha. So I say this...don't be afraid of the corn and moosh people...it's not just for breakfast anymore. Happy Valentines Day.