[I] want to watch the clouds fly to their beds!

— Sullivan, in smiling protest to heading inside for bed

Dave: I didn’t realize buffalo was a verb.
Carla: Yeah, it means to bully.
Dave: Yes, I gathered that from the context.

“Why Money Makes You Unhappy” from Wired Science. The deceitfulness of richness (Mark 4:19), anyone?

Nothing facilitates happiness like a full night’s sleep.

If your car is making a loud, unusual noise, don’t ignore it (unless you like riding in tow trucks).

Stuck in my head: Today, “Roses” by Outkast. Two days ago, riff from “Airbag” by Radiohead. Day in between: Bob the Builder theme song.

I have to say, the fireflies at Spring Creek Park give 4th Fest some stiff competition.

“He who hurries his footsteps errs” (Proverbs 19:2).

I’ve read way too many really good children’s books to Sullivan recently to be able to make an individual post for each one. So, here’s a little list:

• Verdi by Janell Cannon
• Harold and the Purple Crayon by Crockett Johnson
• The Little Red Lighthouse and the Great Gray Bridge by Hildegarde Swift
• Who Will I Be, Lord? by Vaunda Micheaux Nelson
• The Treasure by Uri Shulevitz

“A purpose of human life…is to love whoever is around to be loved” (Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan).

Listening to Bach’s first cello suite while reading The Lorax to my son is a strangely fitting combo.

Just taught my son to play bocce. And I think he really gets it!

Homeownership is a major time commitment.

Do we clamp the umbilical cord too soon? University of South Florida researchers say yes.

“Devotions aren’t magic” (Jon Bloom).

Do what you want.

It’s helpful to conceive of prayer as like a two year-old asking his dad for things.

Concentrate on what’s before you now to do, not on what you could be doing or what you want to be doing later.

You are not your own judge.

With humility of mind, regard others as more important than yourself (Philippians 2:3).

When staying in a city and expecting to encounter beggars, carry an apple. Or be prepared to buy a sandwich.

Sorry! I got into my whistling.

— Scott, as we swerve off and back onto the road

One of several times I’ve imagined myself confronting Perry Babb:

“I have to be honest with you, Perry: I don’t think you’re an apostle, and until you’re willing to discuss the possibility that I’m right, chit-chatting seems a little disingenuous.”

One of several times I’ve imagined myself confronting Perry Babb:

“I have to be honest with you, Perry: I don’t think you’re an apostle, and until you’re willing to discuss the possibility that I’m right, chit-chatting seems a little disingenuous.”