Merry Christmas to All
and to All a Good Night!
Santa did find our house and must have decided the boys were good as indicated by the nice pile of presents he left. The hit of the season was the iPod Touch each boy received.
The Christmas letter sent to family and friends was as follows:
Wow! What a year!
We definitely JUMPED IN WITH BOTH FEET!
The boys continue to grow like crazy, no matter how much we tell them to
knock it off. This year we thought we’d share with you our Top Ten Quotes of
the Beeson Family for 2011. (Names have been
left out to protect the identity of the sometimes guilty party.)
10. While discussing the Last Supper, we were
looking at the painting by Greg Olson.
When we talked about that was when Christ first shared the bread and
water, a boy exclaimed, “That’s not bread, it’s a quesadilla!” Quesadilla and unleavened bread must look the
same to little boys. A Mexican twist on
an important story.
9.
Overheard while driving to church from a boy who DID NOT want to be
going to church meetings that day, “I wish this church hadn’t been
restored. I wish it was still lost.”
8.
Having two acres to maintain, Scott was researching the best lawn mower
to purchase. Flabbergasted by the cost,
he decided to try a used model first.
What a curse that thing was! It
needed two hours of tinkering before each lawn mowing to get it going. Scott finally decided to break down and buy a
new professional lawn mower (One of our children will now have to miss out on a
college education since the cost of the mower is equivalent to the cost of
receiving a bachelor’s degree. We
haven’t decided which child will remain uneducated…). We were able to find a
buyer who figured he could get the old mower working. During prayer that night, a boy included in
his prayers, “...and thank you we could sell that crap mower.”
7.
We had an extended family camping trip planned to Palisade State Park
last summer. After we’d gotten there and
set up camp, a boy asked, “Is this Palisade?”
When we answered in the affirmative he responded, “I thought that
Palisade was a ship.” The poor boy
thought we were going on a cruise! It is
only a young child who can go from thinking he is going on a cruise to discover
it’s actually a week of camping without the least bit of concern.
6.
Our poor children have a 0% possibility of being able to sing, Mom and
Dad are genetically deficient. While Mom
was singing, “How Much is That Doggy in the Window,” a boy asked, “Mom, will
you stop singing? You’re making me
weak.” Mom asked, “My singing is making
you weak?” “Yes, it’s making me kinda
sick.” We were not aware he was Superman
and Mom’s singing his kryptonite.
5.
As we were driving in the car, listening to Steve Miller Band, a voice
from the back seat states, “They just don’t make the quality of rock and roll
like they used to.” His vast nine years
of experience on earth has given him the perspective he needs to make this
observation.
4.
While discussing resurrection and telling the boys we will be
resurrected when Christ comes back to the earth, a boy asked, “When is Christ
coming?” After explaining that no one
knows for sure, he responded, “Just like no one knows how many licks it takes
to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Tootsie Pop.” The two great mysteries of the world, when
Christ is returning to earth and how many licks it takes to get to the center
of a Tootsie Pop. He followed up with,
“I’ll bet Jesus knows how many licks… and Albert Einstein.”
3.
While discussing all of the people that we love, including extended
family, a boy made the statement, “But you can’t marry your cousin or your kids
can’t speak.”
2.
We have called Asher “Ash” for as long as we can remember. Scott was out winterizing the boat and asked,
“Ash, would you hand me that socket?” To
which he said, “Dad, why did you call me a**?
It’s a bad word and isn’t nice.”
Has the boy thought we’ve been calling him a** all these years? After five years we guess he’d had enough and
wasn’t going to take it anymore. Oh, the
things our children will have to discuss with their therapists in the future!
1.
Summer vacation gets long for everyone, I do believe. When we were reaching the end of the three
months of having the boys home all day, every day, Scott, who had had his fill
of family togetherness, made the truthful statement, “I feel like I’m living
with all of my worst mission companions at once!”
