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My Granddaughter



 My Grandaughter

My granddaughter was visiting the Tiger's game when she and my daughters came to the gate and could not pass.  She proceeded to put her hands upon the bars and with all her strength grunting tried to pull the bars apart.  My daughter asked her "What are you doing? " I'm trying to pull the bars apart so we can get through."  She responded.  My daughter laughed and said " You cannot pull those apart those are metal.  "I can to", she said, " I'm just not trying hard enough."    

Our two-year-old granddaughter said to her mom, "Mama, Benjamin grew out of your belly are you going to grow me a sister now?"

She asked this question when her mom had to go to the hospital ...Can I go into labor with you, Mama?  

My daughters were shopping at Good Will with my granddaughter who discovered something she didn't have and felt it was something she needed.  She said, Oh look, I have found something I don't have that I need to buy.  She had two dollars of potty chair money to spend.  She surprised everyone in the room when she held up a bra and asked what size she would need.  Two little old ladies overheard her and cracked up laughing. So did my daughters.   I'm sure it is something that will be talked about for years to come.

My daughter put my granddaughter to bed for a nap.  She thought she was sleeping when she heard a noise.  She went to check on my granddaughter.  My daughter was surprised, my granddaughter had pulled out all her shoes.  She asked her, "What are you doing up?"  My granddaughter replied " I'm trying to decide what shoes to wear to the doctor tomorrow. "  The next day my granddaughter, before time to leave,  went to put her shoes on.  She came out wearing her church shoes.  Her mother said," You do not need to wear your church shoes to the doctor.  They do not match what you are wearing. " My granddaughter insisted and her mom let her wear the shoes she wanted. 

When my granddaughter finally got to the doctor.  The doctor was doing what she normally does. Then my granddaughter pointed out her shoes.  She wanted to show her how pretty her shoes were.  Of course, the doctor agreed.  



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Wititudes.com








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Funny Funnies - Spring






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The Things Kids Say:






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Four Letter Words





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Weight Loss




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The Fair



The Fair

a little humor



 
 
Gourds and pumpkins, apples too;
A fall  festivity.
Corn and stalks, hay bale blocks;
Displays of artistry.
 
All around are fairground sounds;
And everywhere you go.
There are people wandering;
Enjoying rides and shows.
 
Venders treats and meats galore;
 They're smells are in the air.
Not to mention cows and sheep;
You'll find the barnyard there.
 
Aunt Betty's blue ribbon pie;
It won again this year.
Children from the 4H group;
Are running here and there.
 
Pens and pencils, paper pads;
mints and fingernail files.
Commercial  booths,  handouts;
It seems they go for miles.
 
Gifts and gadgets are for sale;
But some things are for free.
Just  like the spinal screening;
That was offered to me.
 
Politicians shake your hand;
And give a pleasant grin.
Then you get a plastic bag;
To put your free stuff in.
 
High above the ground you see;
The giant ferris wheel .
And hear screaming from  the rides;
That give your heart a thrill.
 
Cotton candy is the best;
But I've had to say no.
Though I really love it;
I just don't need to grow.
 
When I was a little girl;
Around seven or so.
I was given a small book;
A yellow smile aglow.
 
Though it was a little thing;
A seed was planted here.
I remember to this day;
That someone really cared.
 
You get tired at the fair;
Exhausted from the fun.
But you have fond memories;
When all is said and done.
 
 Susan Y Nikitenko
September 4th, 2011
 
 
 
It's been a while since I've ridden any rides at the fair.  The majority of my time is giving out the gospel message along with my family. But one of theses days I'll go just for the rides and the
car derby. 
 
There is so much I could say about the fair.  I can say, the most exciting thing about the fair is when I get to witness to others about Jesus.  When you see the light come on in their eyes.  When they understand for the first time how much Jesus really does love them.  That's the best time ever.  Because your heart rejoices.
 
Question:
Someone told me the smile book  has been around for fifty years or so.  I just assumed they were right.
Does anyone know for sure how long Amazing Grace Missions has been giving out those little books? 



 
 
 
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The Prodigal Son Retold





THE PRODIGAL SON RETOLD

Feeling footloose, fancy-free and frisky, this feather-brained fellow finagled his fond father into forking over his fortune. Forthwith, he fled for foreign fields and frittered his farthings feasting fabulously with fair-weathered friends.

Finally, facing famine, and fleeced by his fellows in folly, he found himself a feed flinger in a filthy farmlot. He fain would have filled his frame with foraged food from the fodder fragments.

"Fooey! My father's flunkies fare far fancier" the frazzled fugitive fumed feverishly, frankly facing fact.

Frustrated from failure and filled with forebodings, he fled for his family. Falling at his father's feet, he floundered forlornly. "Father, I have flunked and fruitlessly forfeited further family favors."

But the faithful father, forestalling further flinching, frantically flagged his flunkies to set forth the finest fatling and fix a feast.

The fugitive's fault-finding frater, faithfully farming his father's fields for free, frowned at this fickle forgiveness of formal falderal. His fury flashed, but fussing was futile.

His foresighted father figured, "Such filial fidelity is fine, but what forbids fervent festivities? The fugitive is found! Unfurl the flags! With fanfare flaring, let fun, frolic and frivolity flow freely, former failures forgotten and folly forsaken. Forgiveness forms a firm foundation for future fortitude."


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The Coffin ~ Halloween Comedy


The Coffin

(Halloween fun ~ with apologies to the Lord for wasting precious time.)

The night was dark and spooky as
He started to walk home,
A fog was falling and those eerie
Noises seemed to moan.
The hackles rose upon his neck
He turned around to see
A coffin standing upright, and said
“It is following me!!
He started walking faster as
He listened to its bump;
As fast as he went, so it went and
Even gave a jump.
His heart was racing madly as
He sprinted for his home;
If he could get into the house
It might leave him alone.
The steps he fairly jetted ~
He locked the door behind;
He heard the coffin coming ~
It smashed the door and chime!
So he “flew” up to the bathroom ~
Up on the second floor,
He shut the door and locked it but


The coffin came once more!
He heard the bumps come steadily...
His heart was in his throat;
He looked about for anything
To deal a deadly blow....
Bump, bump, it came now faster!
He knew his time was gone!
He reached into the cabinet
Cough medicine ~ all he found....
With all his might he hurled it ~
The bottle loudly popped...
It broke upon the coffin and...
(Are you ready, Freddie?
Are you game, Jane?
Are you ready, spooks and goblins?)
.............And then...
And then...
The coffin,,,,,
............
Stopped!!!


(-: Tee Hee :-)
©© 2007 by Joan Clifton Costner
Joan is a Heavenly Inspirations Author.
This poem may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact,
for non-profit ministering purposes


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