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insults and compliments.

May 24, 2009

Over the course of the past few days I have been spending an abnormal amount of time with my husbands family (in a good way).  During that time I have been both significantly insulted and also significantly uplifted.  

Insult: While my brother and sister in law Scott and Amanda were in town this weekend, we all thought it would be a cool thing for all of us to take the path less traveled all the way to B.F.B (Belleville being the last letter of that acronym) for a nice visit to my father in law’s new church.  Before the end of his sermon he was sure to announce to his congregation that both of his beloved sons were present that morning along with their gorgeous brides.  Of course this meant that before we could leave, we would be introduced to everyone as they walked out the door.  One older gentleman walked politely up to my husband, shook his hand, introduced himself, allowed Chris the opportunity to introduce himself….and then looked at me with a lovely older gentleman smile and asked, in all sincerity, if I was his brother.  Once Chris realized that he was not joking, he explained that I was not in fact Ron’s son…rather his DAUGHTER in law.  The older gentleman politely explained that he makes that mistake all the time….but mostly just when introduced to babies.  Generally not when meeting 25 year old grown women.  Ouch.  I knew cutting my hair short would end up biting me in the butt.

Compliment: This weekend my entire “in-law” family gathered to help create a new space for my soon to be niece Paisley at my sister and brother in laws house.  Chris and I had tickets to the Cards game during this time so we left the organizing and moving to the other 75 capable family members. We agreed that once we were done at the stadium we would meet up with everyone else for dinner and to finish up whatever work there was left to be done.  Once we arrived, I was really more interested with hanging out with my favorite little 3 year old niece Elle.  Have I mentioned how rad she is?  In fact, one of her favorite things to do is read books, which I happen to think is super rad.  I’m always more than excited to help her read books.  Generally this requires her to climb on up to my lap and relax while I dig in and try to do my best to interpret what kind of silly voice goes with whatever character I’m attempting to portray.  Yesterday, however, my little 3 year old friend stated that she simply couldn’t on my lap today because…..”I’m too skinny”.  I responded by throwing my head back and sighing.  Thank the Lord for little girls who say what they think.  When she’s 25 that will only hurt her…but for today it makes me think she’s brilliant and such an encouragement.  

So in conclusion, we have discovered through the observations of others, over the course of the past few days, that I’m nothing if not a skinny boy.  Awesome.

4 Comments leave one →
  1. May 25, 2009 5:56 pm

    thank you for not finished the elle story 🙂 i owe ya one.

  2. May 25, 2009 5:57 pm

    oh. wait. this is kelli…i didn’t realize that this computer is logged in as joe.

    • Bella permalink*
      May 25, 2009 6:00 pm

      i figured. and i would never tell that story completely without your permission. 🙂

  3. Scott permalink
    May 26, 2009 4:44 pm


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