Today was a fabulous day. Sundays are usually great. Today I was thinking about a funny memory. When I was a teenager, it was really cool to say f, freak, fudge, fu, and anything like that. My dad was getting so sick of all the inappropriate language or almost inappropriate language as we saw it. He sat us all down and said we are not going to use any more f words in this family. My brothers and I, being as mature and respectful as we were, began to name all of the f words we knew. Faith, family, friends, fun, freedom, you get the idea. My parents just laughed and rolled their eyes at us. I am really thankful for my parents for not kicking me out from ages 11-17 for my rebellious spirit and bad attitude. I think they are glad that they didn't kick me out too because I think they like me now a lot more than they liked me 8 years ago. Now the main reasons I love Sundays are because of all the F words. Today we went to church and heard a talk about FAITH. We went and saw my FAMILY and ate really yummy FOOD. Oh and we gave FANKS for all of our blessings. (does that F word count?)
1 comment:
Haha mari! This is so funny... I'm so glad you're doing this challenge :) It makes you excited to blog & i think it's fun for everyone else to read.
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