Poor Little Ol' Baby Bunnies!
Last night I called my sister and begged her to go to the grocery store with me. I so badly needed to go and didn't want to drag Shea along...so I talked Cindy into going. I had all these great coupons- I am a coupon girl- but I needed to spend $200.00 to make all the coupons work and I knew I wouldn't hit that much on my own. I dropped Shea off with Peter at Cindy's and we went to the store. As I was waiting for my deli meat, Cindy took off. My first response was to tell her that we needed to go in "order"- I have an order that I follow. No...I don't have to walk every aisle but I need some organization! But we did pretty good and Cindy picked up a cooked chicken and some salads for dinner and we had an indoor picnic when we got back to her house. While we were sitting there eating, Cindy started laughing. She told me about this game that is called "I Never" that her and the kids were playing the other night. (Amy told me last night that she knows it as a drinking game- yes, she is our children's ministry director, go figure!) You put your ten fingers out and go around in a circle saying things like "I never wore braces on my teeth" and since Shea has braces she would have to put one of her fingers in and the winner is the one with the most fingers still out at the end when everyone else has all of their fingers in...get it? So Cindy tells me that as the games goes on for awhile, it's harder and harder to come up with stuff so the other night she says, "I never tried to warm up baby bunnies in a frying pan to try to revive them after they froze outside." Ok...so I admit it- I did it...when I was seven! Cindy & I had found 2 bunnies in our Easter baskets one year and a few weeks later, they had babies. Poor lil' ol' baby bunnies froze to death outside...so I just figured that all I had to do was warm them up and they would come back to life. I tried for quite some time before my dad came in and broke the news to me that it was not going to work. I remember crying for days! Only a sister would remember all those horrible memories and be happy to share them with her kids and my kid...just to make sure they are carried on in our family...FOREVER! Thanks Cin!
Last night I called my sister and begged her to go to the grocery store with me. I so badly needed to go and didn't want to drag Shea along...so I talked Cindy into going. I had all these great coupons- I am a coupon girl- but I needed to spend $200.00 to make all the coupons work and I knew I wouldn't hit that much on my own. I dropped Shea off with Peter at Cindy's and we went to the store. As I was waiting for my deli meat, Cindy took off. My first response was to tell her that we needed to go in "order"- I have an order that I follow. No...I don't have to walk every aisle but I need some organization! But we did pretty good and Cindy picked up a cooked chicken and some salads for dinner and we had an indoor picnic when we got back to her house. While we were sitting there eating, Cindy started laughing. She told me about this game that is called "I Never" that her and the kids were playing the other night. (Amy told me last night that she knows it as a drinking game- yes, she is our children's ministry director, go figure!) You put your ten fingers out and go around in a circle saying things like "I never wore braces on my teeth" and since Shea has braces she would have to put one of her fingers in and the winner is the one with the most fingers still out at the end when everyone else has all of their fingers in...get it? So Cindy tells me that as the games goes on for awhile, it's harder and harder to come up with stuff so the other night she says, "I never tried to warm up baby bunnies in a frying pan to try to revive them after they froze outside." Ok...so I admit it- I did it...when I was seven! Cindy & I had found 2 bunnies in our Easter baskets one year and a few weeks later, they had babies. Poor lil' ol' baby bunnies froze to death outside...so I just figured that all I had to do was warm them up and they would come back to life. I tried for quite some time before my dad came in and broke the news to me that it was not going to work. I remember crying for days! Only a sister would remember all those horrible memories and be happy to share them with her kids and my kid...just to make sure they are carried on in our family...FOREVER! Thanks Cin!
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