Wednesday, October 29, 2008

My Measly Contribution

Let me start by saying that this terrifies me. I haven't figured out why but I've been filled with dread ever since I decided to write this. It may very well be that I'm afraid of what people will think of me. Or it may be that I'm afraid that my thoughts and feelings will look stupid once I've written them down. Whatever the reason, the fear makes me more determined and Write to Marry Day (click the icon) gave me the push I needed. Here's why I am passionately in favor of legal marriage for homosexuals.
A few years ago this issue started pressing on me. The proposals to define marriage on the 2004 ballots forced me to finally figure out what I believed. So I studied. I read everything I could find on what the Bible really says about homosexuality. I studied and I prayed and I pondered. I already knew how I felt about the issue but I needed to figure out how that lined up with Scripture. I came to the conclusion that homosexuality is not a sin. I don't care to regurgitate all the info here but I would encourage you to do the research if you are curious.
Here's the thing. If I had done all the searching and studying and praying only to find that homosexuality really is a sin...I would still be in favor of gay marriage. It is absolutely clear to me that this is a civil rights issue. There are families out there, families that look a LOT like yours and mine, that are not allowed to call themselves families. There are children who are barred by law from the stability of having parents who are married. My heart aches for all the people out there who are being told they deserve less than the rest of us.
I've heard that some people oppose gay marriage because they believe homosexuality is a sin. I have a hard time understanding this because it seems contrary to what Christ taught us about sin; specifically what He taught us regarding our response to other people's sin. He got on the religious leaders of his day for the rigidity and hypocrisy of the rules they enforced and they were religious leaders. It is not my job to enforce the rules.
I've heard that some of these people oppose gay marriage because they are afraid that churches will be forced to perform same-sex weddings. I don't want to belittle anyone but that really is just ridiculous. Catholic priests still only marry Catholics and will not marry divorcees. This argument also makes the assumption that people would want to be married by someone who does not recognize the marriage. This demonizes the very real human beings who just want to be married to the person they love.
These are the two arguments I have heard. I don't know if there are others. I sincerely hope that by the time my girls are teenagers they will scoff at the idea that there was a time when gay people weren't allowed to get married. I will continue to pray that my children will be allowed the same rights as everyone else no matter what their orientation.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

The Phone Call

St Hello?
Auntie Your kid is weird
St Uh oh, I don't want to know. Which one?
Auntie Kenai
St Do I want to know? I don't want to know. Why, what did she do?
Auntie We were watching tv and she got up on my lap and started putting her finger in my face. I couldn't figure out what she was saying. I thought she had a boo-boo so I tried to kiss her finger.
St Oh no
Auntie She pulled it away and said, 'NO! SMELL my finger.'
St Oh my god. I don't know where ---
Auntie So I did...

You can guess the rest of their conversation. Something like, "Ew! Where was your finger?!" "My Butt!"

Thursday, October 23, 2008

More Video

I'm gonna go see if Hulu has The Andy Griffith Show...

See more Ron Howard videos at Funny or Die


Sunday, October 19, 2008

Don't Go Petting Her Dog

Kenai and I are watching a video of Ireland that Brad sent:

Me: Look, it's Ireland!
K: That's my Ireland!
Me: Yep
(A hand enters the frame, petting the dog)
K: That him's daddy?
Me: Yeah, that's Ireland's daddy. That's Brad
K: (pause) I don't like him

Friday, October 17, 2008

The First 5

The day starts around 7:30. Wake with a start when Kenai starts screeching to "watch something". Call Jedd to see what time the baby ate. Good, she's not hungry yet. Get the kids up and give them breakfast. "Bagel or cereal? No, you can't have candy. Bagel or cereal? You're not having popcorn. BAGEL OR CEREAL?!" Feel simultaneously irritated and proud when I remember to give Kenai her medicine. Look at me remembering things. Hey! I have time for a shower! Give the kids strict instructions to finish eating, drink all their OJ and get dressed IN THE CLOTHES I PICKED OUT. Jump in the shower, use the kids 2 in 1 shampoo to save time, skip shaving anything. Suit up. Corralling these G cups into a nursing bra with nursing pads in place should have been covered in pregnancy and birthing classes.
It's time to get Elliet to school. Get the baby up and changed and strapped in to the carseat. Get Kenai's shoes on her feet. You've GOT to be kidding! Take her shoes and pants off and change her pull-up. Lose any ground we had in the potty training by yelling at her, "POOPS GO IN THE POTTY!"
Out to the car feeling pround to have remembered all 3 kids and Elliet's school bag.
Back home, plop Kenai in front of PBS despite silently swearing that she'd do a real activity today. Nurse the baby. Change clothes after baby pees through diaper and all over you. Change the baby. Make coffee and have a bowl of cereal. Whoa! It's time to get Elliet from school!
Pick up tacos because digging the bologna out of the pack is too damn hard today. Get home, set the kids up with lunch. Nurse the baby. While changing the baby, finally notice Kenai saying, "Mooommmmyyyy, I need chaaaaanged." OH. SHIT. She's wearing underwear. "I poooooped." Oh. Shit. Lift her off the chair, pee sloshes onto pants and shoes. MY pants and shoes. Remove said pants and shoes. Clean the kid. Clean the floor. Clean the chair. Oh, right, clean SELF. Go find yet ANOTHER pair of pants to wear. Give up and put on pajamas. No way are we leaving the house again today.