"We Make a Lotta Rules"

My son looked contemplatively at his lunch today. Then he spoke slowly and thoughtfully.

"We make a lotta rules, don't we?"

I stepped out of the laundry room cautiously. I did NOT want to have this conversation right now. You know the schtick. The conversation bout how rules are important, especially when running a house full of boys, a dog, four cats, and assorted other critters and kids.

About how God gives us rules to help keep us safe and help us make wise choices.

And about how parents are charged with doing the same for our children.

So I decided to tread cautiously.

"What do you mean, buddy? How do we make a lot of rules?"

"Well..."

Titan, RIP, after his swim in the neighborhood pool.

He hesitated.



"We took Titan to the pool and he swam in the water. Then they made a rule about no dogs at the pool.

"And Joshua took his ant farm to school for show and tell, and he dropped it, and it broke. Then they made a rule about no pets for show and tell.

"Our family just makes a lotta rules."

I laughed out loud and kissed his head. "You're right, hon. We do make a lotta rules."


From the mouths of babes.

Wonder what new rule will be made after we bring part of our bee hive to school for insect day?

Ciao!
DDD