{"id":1076,"date":"2010-11-03T16:07:00","date_gmt":"2010-11-03T20:07:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=1076"},"modified":"2010-11-03T16:07:00","modified_gmt":"2010-11-03T20:07:00","slug":"monkey-see-monkey-do","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=1076","title":{"rendered":"Monkey See, Monkey Do!"},"content":{"rendered":"
Out of the mouth of my babe:<\/span><\/div>\n

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S:  “<\/span>Mommy, I am going to grow my mustache during November for prostitute cancer awareness.”<\/span><\/i><\/div>\n

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Not sure what mustache he may be referring to!  The older boys are so fixated on their supposed facial hair.  “Mommy, is it true that if I shave that my hair will grow in faster?”  This is followed later in the month by, “Mommy, feel my face.”  I did.  I wasn’t sure what I was feeling for.  “Can you feel my stubble?”  So cute! <\/span><\/div>\n

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Back to the topic of nicknames for the boys on my blog… T comes in to my office and says, “Mommy, can I be Sukulicious?”  Me:  Yum… NO!<\/span><\/div>\n

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I had lunch with a friend today… yes again.  This seems to go in waves.  I get so occupied with life and its constant demands.  Then I see my girlfriend, like the one I had lunch today with and wonder why haven’t we spent any time together?  After that time spent, I feel so good.  Maybe not as alone…  better understood.  <\/span><\/div>\n

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Next week is the Taste of India.  Next week!  How did that happen?  I am feeling a bit of panic.  So much to do.  This town of mine, this community I am part of is such a last minute kinda of town.  It is very frustrating!  I know the tickets will start going… well they are selling… it’s just that does everyone have to wait so last minute???  I have asked God for us to sell 100 tickets… 150 would be a huge gift.  \ud83d\ude42<\/span><\/div>\n

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(In town?  Want a ticket?  Email me at sukreema@hotmail.com<\/b>).<\/span><\/div>\n

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My mom is here.  The boys had supper already.  It is 4:43pm.  They feasted on rice and fish curry.  It is an all time favorite.  They love having my mom here.<\/span><\/div>\n

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Today I was thinking of God and how blessed I am to believe in my Heavenly Father.  I love that He gets me.  I love that even when I am disappointed that I can believe with all my heart that He, God, has me covered.  I know that the answer is not yet or maybe just plain no.  I have learned to give up the temper tantrums and just have faith.  Of course, just Sunday I was in the midst of giving into a temper tantrum… yet midway lost the energy.<\/span><\/div>\n

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My cousin put this on facebook…  the article is from National Geographics…<\/a>  “<\/span>This chart depicts the public acceptance of evolution theory in 34 countries in 2005. Adults were asked to respond to the statement: “Human beings, as we know them, developed from earlier species of animals.” The percentage of respondents who believed this to be true is marked in blue; those who believed it to be false, in red; and those who were not sure, in yellow.”<\/span>

<\/major_cutline><\/span>I can’t image truly believing in evolution.  I realize that if I wasn’t born into Christianity… maybe it may be more of a possibility.<\/span>

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Maybe if my life was not to crazy that I needed to believe in a High Power… in my God that this may be more understanding.<\/span>

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I guess this makes life more interesting.  Each with their own thoughts and beliefs.  I am just so grateful that my God, the One that made me, in His likeness, constantly makes Himself real to me.<\/span>

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I love knowing that there is a big picture and it is all under control.<\/span>

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As I struggle to make sense of some of my realities… I am so glad that the God that made me, understands it all.  Yet really, when I look at some of my family, it is possible to believe in evolution!   \ud83d\ude09<\/span>

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Monkey see, Monkey do!<\/span>

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