Jesus died then He was like “psyche!”. And rose again.
–Evan | 7:38 pm, Saturday April 23 – via text message.
—papercuts, tess dunn
Just one of many great things my profs have said this term came through my head as I am prepping for my kinese final in 17 hours.
You can’t yell at a dog for pissing on the carpet the next day, he’s not going to remember. You have to give him immediate feedback. Athletes are like dogs. You have to give them immediate feedback or they won’t remember what the did wrong
intro kinesiology prof
That is all. Apparently stupid quotes (and rants about frost on the inside of car windows) make me remember stuff.
—Sociology Prof’s Friend
I volunteer with the three year olds during second service at church. They are awesome and do and say very cute things that are often really touching.
Today, one boy was very gently “taking care of” the dolls. He took them shopping and just LOVED them. When I asked him what his baby’s name was, he told me his brother’s name. When I realized he had two babies in the shopping cart a few minutes later, I went and asked what the baby’s name was again. He pointed to the other baby and once again told me his brother’s name. Soon enough, he accumulated four babies [one of which, he pointed out to me “This baby has no eyes!” and so it was that the doll’s eyes had been pried out. Poor doll.], all of whom were named after his brother. So, so cute.
Then in small-group time, this happened.
ME: What’s special to you, T?
T: *looks at me and smiles* R!
“R” is one of our three year old girls, who is an absolute sweetheart [well, they all are, but she’s little spunky, wide-eyed three-year-old fashionista.]
Terina asked one of the kids what was special to her . . . THIS just makes my heart so, so happy:
“I have this friend . . . he’s a guy. He’s always there for me. His name is God.”
Goodness. Goodness goodness goodness.
These kids and this God . . . make my heart so, so happy.
sorry i got distracted destroying my old debit card slash cutting half of it into the shape of a penguin
Yes, this is my life, people.