Tasting Cheeses or Seeking Jesus? (And Other Bits and Pieces of Our Days)

This morning, Ramona told me about a dream she'd been having as I woke her up.

Ramona: "You and I were tasting cheeses for a party -- "

Me: "We were seeking Jesus? For a party?"

Ramona: "No! Tasting cheeses!"

Me: "Oh. Well, okay. I didn't think mine made sense. I mean, He's always there anyway, so you don't really have to seek Him out for a party, but --"

Ramona: "Tasting cheeses." (Shakes head, moves on...)

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Random Instances of Instagram:

Ramona said to Betsy, "Your toast looks like the 10 Commandments." 

Anne added, "It's the Toast Commandments." 

Ramona and I were at Hobby Lobby and saw this. 

Someone had written on chalkboard: "Help, my wife won't leave."

Happiness ... Working on a Van Gogh art project with Ramona & Betsy (Betsy's experimenting on us for her Art for Elementary Teachers class) while listening to the Wicked soundtrack.

Ramona's Easter nails. 

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Recent Ramona: "If you kissed a stuffed frog, would it turn into a Ken doll?"

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Recent field trip: 

Went to a dairy farm. 

Saw a calf born. 

("It's a boy!")

I may live in Nebraska, 

but I've never 

watched a cow 

labor and give birth. 

As my friend said 

that day, 

"I think we can check 

'biology' 

off the list 

for the whole year."