So you know I've been reading a lot lately, right? Well one of the things I keep coming across as I read is how important it is to find the wonder in everything around us. The wonderful, if you will.
Not to brag, but this is so easy for me. I am full of wonder on a regular basis.
Like for instance, just yesterday I was wondering why I am the only woman in Utah County who doesn't wear stilettos to the dentist. Did I miss a memo, because I also don't wear stilettos to my twin's baseball games either, yet other women of Utah county do. Quite gracefully. I witnessed one tonight step effortless from her little black Mercedes Benz and proceed to kick her daughter's trash at a friendly game of soccer behind the dugout.
Am I in the Twilight Zone, or is she in the Twilight Zone?
I also wonder why anyone would buy sugar free cool whip? Cool whip without sugar is just whip. Not cool.
(I wonder why I didn't notice this until I was half-way through the container?)
Right now my biggest wonder is why didn't we get Lulu spade? Were we experiencing temporary insanity? Fer reals! Is a litter of puppies cute enough to endure 21 dayz of Romeos outside my Juliet's balcony, waiting with baited breath to dash my dreams of raising a dog worthy of being sealed to us for time and all eternity in the temple?
There are only two words to describe heat: EWWW! and EEEEWWWWWW!!
And p.s. EWWWWW!
I don't even know my own dog anymore. Is she lady or is she the tramp?
We are in day 1 of stage 2, which, for those of you who are unedumacated in the art of animal instincts, means, unlike stage 1, where she became itchy with a "b" as soon her male suitors made advances, stage 2 is awakening her to her inner Lady Gaga.
And EWWWWW, it isn't very lady like at all. In fact, it's more gaga like, even . . . dare I say . . . tramp like?
But let us not go down this slippery slope of a topic, let us go down a different slippery slope. A holier slippery slope. Let's talk about the scriptures.
You know my daughter has read the Book of Mormon eight times, right? (Such a goody goody) Well tonight she started seeing the wonder in 2 Nephi 12:22 and she called to me from her bedroom.
"Mom, come help me understand something," she said. (Wonder runs in the family.)
Upon my arrival she asked me to explain a verse of scripture to her, and then she commenced to read it aloud to me, "Cease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils . . . "
"That is a . . . wonderful question," I began. "I think it probably means . . . don't put your trust in man, but in God."
"Why, how does God breath?" she asked.
Hmmm . . . I see she is entering her wonder years.