We were on vacation at the beach last summer and went swimming at the hotel's swimming pool. I don't know about you, but there seems to be something wrong with that. If you're at the beach, why are you swimming in a pool? In spite of the warped logic, that's where we were.
"Nothing in life is free," my mother once told me. To a 7-year-old boy, this didn't make much sense. After all, I had plenty of things that I'd never paid for. Surely there had to be something in life that was totally without cost. So I wracked my brain to come up with it.
When I was 19 years old, I injured my ankle. Badly. I was playing volleyball in someone's backyard without any shoes on (much to the consternation of my mother). I came down wrong, turned my ankle over and heard a loud "pop."
As I write this, Amy and I have been married for 12 years. For more than half of that time, she's been in school getting some degree or another. A few weeks ago, Amy received her educational specialist degree.
Chloe was recently invited to another child's birthday party. We went and bought a gift, wrapped it up and took it to the party venue. The party was being held at an ice skating rink which had a "special" room where the "special" girl could have her "special" time uninterrupted by the "common people," it seemed.
On a recent cloudy day Chloe asked me, "Where's the sun?" I told her it was behind the clouds. "No it's not," she replied. Apparently, Chloe is having a hard time believing something is there if she can't see it.
While we were getting out of the van one day, Chloe had a small bag of candy in her hand. Somehow a few pieces dropped to the garage floor. This was no big deal, but I feared they would attract ants, so I stooped down to pick them up.