When Sarah came down last week we were discussing the fact that I make homemade baby food for my babies. Sarah jokingly {obviously, ‘cause seriously…have you met me?} said, “What can’t you do?” I instantaneously fell to the floor in uncontrollable laughter. Then 15 minutes later, when I had finally gained composure and caught my breath, I asked her to repeat the question. That way I could honestly say that I’d been asked that question twice in my life. Anyways… I would like to formally answer Sarah’s question. {Yes, I do consider the blog to be formal.} {And no, I don't think it was intended to be a hypothetical question.}
I can’t help that the more excited I am the faster and louder I talk. I can’t sing a single note in key. Yet I can’t listen to music without singing along. I can’t jump off a diving board and I can't gracefully snowboard down a hill. I can’t fit into a size zero, swallow prenatal pills, or cut in a straight line. I can’t draw, paint or sketch. I can’t watch “The Biggest Loser” without crying. I can’t go on a road trip with Spencer without playing, “remember when…?” I can’t get in bed without first checking on both my kids. I can’t focus when watching TV. I can’t help that I am addicted to American Idol. I can’t compete in a starring contest without laughing. I can’t put the newspaper in the recycling bin without reading “Dear Abby”. I can’t help but to feel guilty when money is spent on me. I can’t watch Dateline without Spencer, and even then I get uncomfortably scared. Yet, I can’t talk myself out of watching it. I can’t not read the cover of the magazines in the check-out line. I can't thank my parents enough. I can’t eat just one of anything. I can’t go to a fair without being reminded of Dairy Heifer 4-H. I can’t consecutively be early (or even on time). I can’t explain how happy Spencer makes me or how much joy Brynlee and Jace bring me. I can’t make myself scrapbook. And I can’t play basketball. And that’s the short list! There are many, MANY more things that I can’t do! What can’t you do?
I love this post. Most people think that "can't" is a negative thing. You have put a positive spin on it. You are awesome!
ReplyDeleteThanks for answering my question by the way (:
Oh and I might just steal this idea!
I CAN'T OPEN MY BLOG AND NOT READ YOURS. AND BY THE WAY THE BEST AND FAVORITE GIFT SARI GOT ON HER B-DAY WEDNESDAY WAY THE "PITTY ONE FROM KIN" SO THANKS KIM AND BRYN AND ESPECIALLY JACE AND SPENCE CAUSE IKNOW YOU BOY DID THE MOST WORK. :) I LOVED IT TOO.
ReplyDeleteThis totally made me laugh, because I always think the same thing about Jessica. There is nothing she can't do. You Branch ladies are amazing!
ReplyDeleteI make my own baby food and am very confused about those who don't...because apparently I'm a snot like that. Here's what I can't do:
ReplyDeleteI can't stop trying to make people like brussels sprouts, and I can't spell surprise right the first time, EVER.