1/5 - Paper Noni Juice
Thursday, January 05, 2006
I got to work about a ½ hour early this morning. Just as I sat
down my sweet wife called me. “Dija see us in the paper?” I had
forgotten. “No” I said. “I didn’t either, but I just got a call
from someone trying to sell us Tahitian Noni Juice. They say it’s
supposed to cure pediatric brain tumors.” Wonderful, I thought,
we’re going to get a dozen calls from crackpots today. That’s just
what we need. Thankfully, that was the only call.
(You can read about us in the paper on the blog site)
Today we took son #4 to a couple of schools to look at before we
register him. One was the Utah School for the deaf and blind, and
the other was in our district that had a few impaired kids, but
mostly paying students. The school for the deaf and blind appeared
to be more academically geared, and has school 6 hours a day,
compared to the other at just 2 hours a day. We still have yet to
make a choice, but will need to by Monday.
Remember back when all of the boys shaved our heads for son #4’s
last surgery? Several of you on the list (and at church) asked why
my sweet wife didn’t shave her head, or at least cut her long red
hair short. She later told me that son #4 went up to her one day
and said that her long red hair was the only way he could tell her
apart from other moms.
But today as they drove past the same barber shop he said, with an
evil grin, “Mom, you can cut your hair today.” She said, “Really?”
He said, “Yeah, but just one of them!”
Yeah, I wonder who he’s been hanging around.
For those of you who get this as email...
Enjoy today’s Jokes!
P.S. For those of you so inclined, Sunday is ‘Fast Sunday’. If
you don't have anything to fast and pray about, join us in fasting
for our first of many clean scans for son #4 next Tuesday.
Reader Comment Section:
Hi Marty! I keep up with you and your family every day through
your email newsletter. I make sure I always read it, not for the
jokes, but for news of your family. Me and my guide dog are
praying that God will manifest his special, loving presence for
all of you, even though things seem incredibly rough right now. We
pray for healing for Son No. 4, and for all of the things you all
are going through right now. God Bless all of you!
~Your Friends: Thair and Chadwick
[Woof, woof, bark, pant pant woof. Pant bark bark!! (Grin)]