Sunday, August 29, 2004

Curses

I have passed something from my father to my son.

We were racing Hot Wheels down the driveway this evening. The surface seems pretty smooth until you try running it with quarter inch high wheels. The relative bumpiness makes for unpredictable results. Which is just what you want in a race.

Kevin managed to win a lot of the time. Occasionally though, he wouldn't. It was on one of these occasions that he expressed his disappointment, "Dad gum it!"

I don't know how many times I've heard my dad use that phrase. I'm sure that it's a lot more than I've used it myself. Still, it was enough to give it to my son. Makes me aware of just how well he's listening these days.

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We've got to adjust to being just the four of us again. Our parents left after church today. It's been two weeks since we were without their assistance in one way or another.

Posted to Family and Home at August 29, 2004 7:35 PM
Comments

I'd like to hear him say that! I think I remember hearing you say it, but I'm not sure. My dad said it all the time. Maybe my memories are a bit squishy and poorly defined here.

Posted by: gordon at August 29, 2004 8:12 PM

Oh, one more thing.

Mr. Trivocational? Very obscure bit of humor, to be hidden and such an enigma to anyone but me. So I thought I'd let you know that I read the note about titles on the links and went straight to mine just to see what you would do.

;-)

Posted by: gordon at August 29, 2004 8:15 PM

I know that I've heard you say it on more than one occassion, enough that I can hear you saying it now. Although I don't remember any particular episodes and it may simply be a sign of how frustrated you get when you're around me!

Posted by: Forrest at August 30, 2004 10:58 AM