24 Fun Stories

Once upon a time there was a boy that was counting letters.  His favorite letters were 24.  And, his cat's favorite numbers were 91.  And then his sister's favorite numbers were 51.  And then his mom's favorite numbers were 25.  And then his dad's favorite numbers were 91.  And then his dog's favorite numbers were (he had two dogs):  one dog's favorite numbers were 87.  His other dog's favorite numbers were 95.  And then his baby's favorite numbers were 56.  And his other baby's favorite numbers were 99.  And then his grandmother's favorite numbers were 42.  And his granddaddy's favorite numbers were 21.  And then they put all of their numbers into one big alphabet soup!  And then they ate it all up and they forgot about one more person.  Their granny. 

The end.

Spanish

I'm trying to learn Spanish.  It is a good time for me to do it, as I have ample opportunities to practice in this area.  I feel a strong desire to learn it.  I believe there are friendships I am missing out on, as well as opportunities to help and be helped by others who don't speak English.

I mentioned this to one of my priests a few months ago, and lo and behold, it turned out that a fellow parishioner has just retired as a Spanish teacher and has offered to teach a group of us at church.  We're learning basic conversational Spanish, and I hope to expand on that as much as possible.  I dream of being fluent.

(Just a minute while I check to see if MC is sleeping.  It's eerily quiet right now.)

Okay, we need to shift gears, because I am eliciting MC's help to keep her awake.  We're going to write a story together now.  I'll get back to my Spanish blog later.