Jonathan Edwards' Final Words

Written to his daughter, Lucy:

Dear Lucy, it seems to me to be the will of God that I must shortly leave you; therefore give my kindest love to my dear wife, and tell her, that the uncommon union, which has so long subsisted between us, has been of such a nature as I trust is spiritual and therefore will continue forever: and I hope she will be supported under so great a trial, and submit cheerfully to the will of God. And as to my children, you are now to be left fatherless, which I hope will be an inducement to you all to seek a Father who will never fail you.

And Now, Some Frivolous Questions

Does it really make a difference that I use undereye cream? Am I going to notice a difference when I'm seventy, or would that time have been better spent going to bed two minutes earlier?

When will my four year old daughter stop talking like she is two?  We spent so much time on speaking properly, and now she has scrapped it all and started baby talk again.  Yucko.

Why is fall so AWESOME?!!  (nevermind, that is not frivolous.  It's because IT IS AWESOME.)

What is it about those little "pods" of laundry detergent that makes doing laundry somehow more accessible to my kids?  (For you faithful readers, we have taken a break from this stuff, and I might not go back.  The clothes started to stink, and no amount of Oxy was helping)

Does anyone know when season three of Downton Abbey airs over here across the pond?  I have a few Brits in my twitter stream and they're torturing me with the Downton tweets.

Not a question:  Fall is awesome in the South for the same reason that spring is awesome in the Northeast.  It's because you have experienced the same weather pattern for SO LONG that the relief causes you to completely lose your head in jubilation.

In conclusion:

College students in Boston sunbathing in 50 degrees

is equivalent to

Southern women wearing tall leather boots and scarves in 70 degrees

Overheard

Scene:  Older two boys completing their writing assignment.  They are learning to insert dialogue into their paragraphs this week, so we do a little role-playing to help them dream up dialogue.  What might Pope Gregory say to Augustine of Canterbury to ask him to go to England to increase the spread of Christianity?

Ben (for our purposes, the Pope):  Augustine, you must go to England.
Cameron (or, Augustine):  Why?
Pope:  To spread Christianity to the barbarians!
Augustine:  But they are rude!
Pope:  (blank stare)

At this point, Mom jump-starts things by saying, "you're right, probably at that point, the Pope said, never mind, you don't have to go."

Pope, trying again:  You may take forty monks with you.
Augustine:  May I take weaponry?
Pope, giggling:  No!
Augustine:  May I throw rocks at them?

...aaaaannnnndd, scene.