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The mess april 14, 2013

A man came home from work and found his 3 children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn around garden, The door of his wife’s car was open, as was the front door to the house and no sign of the dog, walking in the door, he found …an even bigger mess.

A lamp had been knocked over, the throw rug was against one wall, In the front room the… TV was on loudly with the cartoon channel, the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.

He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls.

As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel… She looked up at him, smiled and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, ‘What happened here today?’ She again smiled and answered, ‘You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world do I do all day?…
»Yes,» was his incredulous reply..

She answered, «Well, today I didn’t do it.»

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En historie om tiden mai 30, 2011

En mann kom sent hjem fra jobb, trøtt og irritabel. Ved døren ventet hans 5 år gamle sønn. Sønn: Pappa, kan jeg spørre deg om noe?
Far: Selvfølgelig. Hva lurer du på? svarte mannen.
Sønn: Pappa, hvor mye tjener du i timen?
Far: Det har du ingenting med! Hvorfor spør du om sånt? spurte mannen sint.
Sønn: Jeg har bare lyst til å vite det. Kan du ikke være så snill å fortelle meg det?
Far: Hvis du absolutt må vite det, så tjener jeg 250 kr. i timen.
Sønn: Åhh, sa sønnen og kikket ned i gulvet. Kan jeg få lov til å låne 100 kroner av deg?
Faren ble rasende. Hvis den eneste grunnen til at du vil vite hvor mye jeg tjener, er for at du kan gå ut og kjøpe deg en idiotisk leke eller annet tull, da kan du marsjere rett inn på rommet ditt og legge deg. Tenk over hvilken egoist du er! Jeg jobber ikke flere timer hver eneste dag for slik barnslig frekkhet!
Sønnen gikk stille til rommet sitt og lukket døren.

Mannen gikk og satte seg i stolen og ble mer og mer irritert over sønnens frekke spørsmål. Hvordan våger han å spørre om hvor mye jeg tjener bare for å få penger?

Omtrent en time senere hadde mannen roet seg og begynte å tenke seg litt om: Kanskje guttungen virkelig trengte de 100 kronene for å kjøpe noe han trengte, og dessuten maste han svært sjelden om å få penger. Mannen gikk til guttens soveromsdør, banket på og åpnet. Sover du, gutten min? spurte han. Nei, pappa, jeg er våken, svarte gutten.
Jeg har tenkt meg litt om og kanskje jeg var litt for streng mot deg, sa mannen. Det har vært en lang dag og uheldigvis tok jeg sinnet mitt ut på deg. Her er de 100 kronene du spurte om å få låne.

Gutten satte seg straks smilende opp og ropte: Tusen takk, pappa! Så stakk han hånden innunder puten og dro frem noen krøllete sedler.
Da mannen så at sønnen allerede hadde penger, begynte han å bli sint igjen. Sønnen telte pengene sakte og kikket opp på faren. Hvorfor skulle du ha flere penger når du allerede har? murret faren. Fordi jeg ikke hadde nok, men nå har jeg det! svarte sønnen.
Pappa, nå har jeg 250 kroner. Kan jeg få lov til å kjøpe en time av tiden din, for da kan du komme hjem en time tidligere i morgen og spise middag sammen med oss?
Faren var knust. Han la armene rundt sønnen sin og ba om forlatelse.

Dette er bare en kort påminnelse til alle som jobber mye. Vi skal ikke bare la tiden renne vekk uten å være sammen med de som virkelig betyr noe for oss, de som står oss nært.
Vær så snill og husk på å spandere tid verd 250 kroner på noen du virkelig bryr deg om.

Hvis vi dør i morgen, vil bedriften vi jobber for kunne erstatte oss i løpet av få timer; men familie og venner vi forlater, vil savne oss resten av livet.

 

En kopp «te» mars 23, 2011

Filed under: Barn,Datter,Far,Foreldre,Humor,Mamma,Mor,Pappa — gullkorn @ 12:10 pm

En far skulle være alene hjemme med sin datter på 2 1/2 år. Han satt i stua og hun kom og ga han en kopp «te», som var vann. Etter flere kopper med «te» til far, kom mor hjem. Far fikk mor til å se på mens datteren kom med enda en kopp te. Han drakk opp alt. Da sa mor, slik bare en mor kan si det: har det falt deg inn…. at det eneste stedet hun kan få tak i vann er i toalettet?

 

A third grade boy explains God mai 6, 2010

Filed under: Baby,Barn,Familie,Far,Gud,Gullkorn,Jesus,Livet,Mamma,Mor,Pappa,Tro — gullkorn @ 4:03 am
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One of God’s main jobs is making people. He makes them to replace the ones that die so there will be enough people to take care of things on earth. He doesn’t make grown-ups, just babies. I think because they are smaller and easier to make. That way, He doesn’t have to take up His valuable time teaching them to talk and walk. He can just leave that to mothers and fathers.

God’s second most important job is listening to prayers. An awful lot of this goes on, since some people, like preachers and things, pray at times besides bedtime. God doesn’t have time to listen to the radio or TV because of this. Because He hears everything there must be a terrible lot of noise in His ears, unless He has thought of a way to turn it off. God sees everything and hears everything and is everywhere which keeps Him pretty busy. So you shouldn’t go wasting His time by going over your mom and dad’s head asking for
something they said you couldn’t have.

Atheists are people who don’t believe in God. I don’t think there are any in Chula Vista, where I live. At least there aren’t any who come to our church. Jesus is God’s Son. He used to do all the hard work like walking on water and performing miracles and trying to teach the people who didn’t want to learn about God. They
finally got tired of Him preaching to them and they crucified Him. But He was good and kind like His Father and He told His Father that they didn’t know what they were doing and to forgive them and God said OK.

His Dad (God) appreciated everything that He had done and all His hard work on earth so He told Him He didn’t have to go out on the road anymore, He could stay in heaven. So He did. And now He helps His Dad out by listening to prayers and seeing things which are important for God to take care of and which ones He can take care of Himself without having to bother God. Like a secretary only more important. You can pray anytime you want and they are sure to hear you because they got it worked out so one of them is on duty all the times.

You should always go to Church because it makes God happy, and if there’s anybody you want to make happy, it’s God. Don’t skip church to do something you think will be more fun like going to the beach. This is wrong! And, besides, the sun doesn’t come out at the beach until noon anyway.

If you don’t believe in God, besides being an atheist, you will be very lonely, because your parents can’t go everywhere with you, like to camp, but God can. It is good to know He’s around you when you’re scared in the dark or when you can’t swim very good and you get thrown into real deep water by big kids. But you shouldn’t just always think of what God can do for you. I figure God put me here and He can take me back anytime He pleases.

And that’s why I believe in God.

 

The mama test april 14, 2010

Filed under: Barn,Datter,Familie,Far,Foreldre,Gullkorn,Humor,Kvinner,Mamma,Menn,Mor,Pappa — gullkorn @ 2:29 am

I was out walking with my 4-year-old daughter. She picked up something off of the ground and started to put it in her mouth. I took the item away from her and I asked her not to do that. ‘Why?’ my daughter asked. ‘Because it’s been on the ground; you don’t know where it’s been, it’s dirty, and probably has germs,’ I replied’.
At this point, my daughter looked at me with total admiration and asked, ‘Mama, how do you know all this stuff? You are so smart. ‘ I was thinking quickly and replied, ‘All moms know this stuff. It’s on the Mama test. You have to know it, or they don’t let you be a Mama.’ We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes, but she was evidently pondering this new information.
‘Oh…..I get it!’ she beamed, ‘So if you don’t pass the test you have to be the daddy..’ ‘Exactly,’ I replied with a big smile on my face.

 

To daddy on father’s day september 18, 2009

Filed under: Far,Pappa — gullkorn @ 7:18 am

Daddy,I love you
for all that you do.
I’ll kiss you and
hug you,cause
you love me,too.
You feed me and
need me to teach
you to play,
so smile cause
I love you,
on this Father’s day.

 

Jeg er så glad i far

Filed under: Barn,Datter,Far,Mamma,Mor,Pappa,Sønn — gullkorn @ 7:16 am

Jeg er så glad i far!
Og når han meg i hånden tar
og ut vi sammen drar,
så er jeg riktig kar!
Da går vi, far og jeg,
og prater så om alt vi ser,
– og enda mye mer –
og morer oss og ler!

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Jeg er så glad i far!
Og når han ned av hyllen tar
en bok som er så rar,
så sitter vi og blar.
Så leser far og jeg
så mange lange eventyr
med bilder hvor det kryr
av nisser, troll og dyr.
.


Jeg er så glad i far!
Han ofte meg på skulderen tar,
og da jeg liten var
han meg på armen bar.
Far er så snill mot meg!
Han husket meg så mang en gang
på foten sin, og sang
og tok meg på sitt fang.
.

[Margrehte Munthe]