Monday, April 16, 2012

Crocodile Hunter

Dharma came to me while I was drying my hair the other day.  She wanted to run her plan by me.  Her plan for what?  For what she's going to do if I am ever bitten by a crocodile.  The kid thinks of everything!  Knowing she's on top of it (including how she can manage to fit a snack into my medical care for herself)...NOW I can rest easy!










Karaoke; Dharmaland Style

Many thanks to the Easter Bunny who visits Grandma and Papa's house.  I think it was great of that rabbit to give Dharma a music playing device with a microphone.  Just what she needed...for her voice to be amplified.  This solved the problem I was having of how to allow the people on the other side of our neighborhood to be able to hear her.  Up until now her voice was limited to just 5 square blocks.




Sunday, April 1, 2012

Green Lama & Godman

 I don't push my beliefs or faith on my kids.  My plan is to try and let them learn a little about each religion and one day choose one that is comfortable for them or one that most closely aligns with their lifestyle.  Mackenzie has asked very few "deep" questions to me about different religions so I was not prepared today for Dharma to ask.  I felt the way her mind was working through my answers though was kind of neat, so I actually pulled over into a parking lot and wrote this conversation down when it was over so I wouldn't forget it.

The church she saw, if anyone is interested, is the one along Route 64 by that mini golf place, in between West Chicago and Carol Stream.  I don't recall the name right now.


Dharma: What is that place there with the pointy roof?
Me: It's a church.
Dharma: What is a church?
Me: It's a place where some people go to talk about God.
Dharma: What is God?
Me: Well, it's what some people have instead of Buddha.  Someone who some people think helps them.
Dharma: Soooooo, like a superhero?
Me: Kind've like a superhero, I guess.
Dharma: Does he wear a cape?
Me: No.  A robe.
(Dharma pauses to think)
Dharma: Does it button or tie in the front?
Me: It ties.
Dharma: Why doesn't it have a zipper?
Me: Sand would've gotten caught in it.
Dharma: Oh.  Okay then.

I can only imagine the picture she had in her mind.