Thanks to the wonders of modern technology and my cyber-savvy-ness, I have uploaded a Web Album of pictures to the World Wide Web. You can get to the Web Album (sponsored by Picasa, a subsidiary of Google, the parent company of Blogger, which makes this blog possible) by clicking here or here, and if they do not work, then click here..
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The semi-whenever newsletter for one of the many Doan Families.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
(After) Christmas Card
Merry Christmas one and all. We hope you all had a grand time with your family and friends. We had a fundalicious Christmas. We spent it with my family at my parents house. There was quite the gaggle of us. All had fun. All received very nice gifts. Our family, the past few Christmases, have drawn names for the gift exchange. This saves us money, as we don't have to buy for 15 people. Our (my wife and myself) philosophy is to spend what we would have on everyone for just the two people the two of us pick. It does save us time, which, they say, is money. I didn't do too well, however. I bought my bother-in-law a Tiger Woods computer game and a golf glove, as he is a tennis-lover. Unfortunately, he already has the game and he is left-handed (my sister was loads of help on this). I decided to not venture into the post-apocalypse territory of the after-Christmas Target to exchange this gifts, as there is a good chance I would not make it out with fully-functioning limbs. I am going to buy him some more gifts, and return the other ones some time after Labor Day.
One of the most exciting events of our stay was the taking of family photos. As many of you may well know, we have three kids all under the age of five. Attempting to take a decent photograph of said company is like attempting to take a photograph of Brad-gelina and company. It frankly would be easier to take a photograph of the Hapsburg's. Amazingly, we were successful (with our family, not the Hapsburg's). I think they turned out well, even though the kids were all looking at whoever was making them smile and not the camera. God has blessed me with a delightful family, and a nice sweater.
Addie was the least cooperative one. I don't believe she ever looked at the camera. I was able to snap a picture of all my kids with their hands in their mouths. This was amazing, as my kids rarely (meaning less than 3 times an hour) put their hands in the mouths.
The finale of the Doan Christams was the entire family photo. This was an event of earth-shattering significance. As all of kids are grown and get together only once every two years or so (that is the most difficult phrase I have ever written), this is an event that can only take place every two years of so. It is about as rare as Romanian shower-time. There were a total of 2 grandparents, 9 moms/wives and dads/husbands, 15 children, 1 single gal, and 6 grandchildren at this event (4 of whom were under 1 year of age). Do the math, and you will find out there are roughly 952 pairs of chromosones represented in said photograph. It took intricate planning and infaliable timing, but we pulled it off. Here is the finished product.
We were not able to find matching lederhosen, so we went with the impromptu sweater leitmotif. I think we look totally cool.
That is all.
Enjoying Christmas
As you can see, everyone enjoyed Christmas immensely.
That is all.
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Christmas time
And beautiful is the snow that occasionally comes around Christmas. We experienced a blizzard here in Denver. At our house, we received more than 3 feet of powdery snow. This is great for viewing but not for traveling. My brother and his wife and baby were suposed to fly in yesterday. Alas, they could not, as DIA has been shut down since noon yesterday. It might not open until tomorrow at noon. They probably won't get here until Sunday. This is dissappointing, but not devasting. They will still arrive, and we will have the best Christmas of the year. Here are a few pictures of what the results of a blizzard look like.
That is all.
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
More Christmas lights
Oh to have time and talent. The first music you hear goes out to my hero, GOB Bluth.
Dear TC Students, Vol. 13:
Congratulations Lady Eagles on your wins. A special props to you for keeping two teams to less than 10 points. Seems like you are playing some great defense. It looks like Coach P. is doing a great job with you. I hope you keep playing well.
And congratulations Man Eagles. You guys have had several very close games. You guys need to keep working hard and listening to Coach W. Even though his Orangeman can't even beat Drexel, he knows what he is talking about.
I am looking forward to starting my new job in January. I greatly miss teaching at TC. I greatly miss you students. I am appreciative of the opportunities God had given me here. One of the most important aspects of life is to take advantage of the opportunities God gives you each day. Each day He will bring choices into your life that are only for that day. Some of these are big decisions, some of them are small. All of them are great opportunities to glorify God and grow in Him. If you focus on doing what you are supposed to do while you are supposed to be doing it, you will avoid much heartache and stress. Life really isn't that difficult. We make it more difficult when we confuse what we should be doing with what we want to be doing. We make it more difficult when we tell ourselves that we aren't sure what we are supposed to be doing. Most of the time, if not all of the time, we know what we should be doing. We simply don't want to do it. Once we realize that God will withhold no good thing from us, it becomes easier to do what He wants us to do. Jesus lived on earth, taking advantage to the blessings of each moment. Go and do thou likewise.
That is all.
And congratulations Man Eagles. You guys have had several very close games. You guys need to keep working hard and listening to Coach W. Even though his Orangeman can't even beat Drexel, he knows what he is talking about.
I am looking forward to starting my new job in January. I greatly miss teaching at TC. I greatly miss you students. I am appreciative of the opportunities God had given me here. One of the most important aspects of life is to take advantage of the opportunities God gives you each day. Each day He will bring choices into your life that are only for that day. Some of these are big decisions, some of them are small. All of them are great opportunities to glorify God and grow in Him. If you focus on doing what you are supposed to do while you are supposed to be doing it, you will avoid much heartache and stress. Life really isn't that difficult. We make it more difficult when we confuse what we should be doing with what we want to be doing. We make it more difficult when we tell ourselves that we aren't sure what we are supposed to be doing. Most of the time, if not all of the time, we know what we should be doing. We simply don't want to do it. Once we realize that God will withhold no good thing from us, it becomes easier to do what He wants us to do. Jesus lived on earth, taking advantage to the blessings of each moment. Go and do thou likewise.
That is all.
Launch sequence
The other day I decided to change Sonya's diaper. This is not unusual. I try to do it at least once a week. This particular time took some time, as Sonya was wearing 4 layer's of clothing. My wife firmly believes in Dr. Spock's "layering method of baby warmth." As most every mom knows, the best way to keep a child warm is to layer article of clothing upon article of clothing. This keeps your baby warm and comfy. The adverse affect, however, it that it takes a college semester to change them. The most important step in this process is to remember that their are steps to this process--a launch sequence, if you will. Failure to complete one of these steps can result in failure on a catastrophic level. It can also lead to a tremendous amount of frustration for the changer. It is quite disappointing to get nearly completely through the process and realize that you are not completely through the process. Like circuits on a huge circuit board, the child can function properly only if everything is locked and initialized. With gratitude's to the diaper gods, I was able to catch my error before their was leakage on a Katrina scale. Trust me, no Dutch boy would put his finger in that dike.
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Sly ole' Lucifer
My car is from hell. Actually, the car is from Japan--the designers are from hell. Well, they may not be from hell, but they are definitely going there. Why do I know that they are going to hell? They have conspired with sly ole' Lucifer, or, as they refer to him in the car business, "efficiency."
Several years ago (circa 1999), a anonymous design engineer (Phil Urup) at an anonymous car company (Honda) looked under the hood of a car thinking about a new way to design the area under the hood of a car. As he gazed and pondered, he notice something--that he did not notice anything. He saw that in the engine compartment was a great deal of empty, unused space. He thought to himself out loud, "Why should we have all this empty, unused space under the hood of a car . . . (car) . . . (car). Hello . . . (hello) . . . (hello). " He then thought to himself in loud, "We need to do something about this gratuitous waste of space, what with global warming and overpopulation and AlGore and all."
Back in the 70's, commonly known as the "Platinum Era of Engine-Area Empty Space," cars had enough room under the hood to hide the entire English House of Lords (without wigs). This was great, especially into the 80's when the average South-Floridian immigrant could hide several "kilos" of "blow" in the engine compartment. However, storing stuffy English parliamentarians and pricey Columbian narcotics was not the original purpose of the empty space. The original purpose of the space, as noted in Daryl Walltrip's Field and Stream bestselling book, The Emptying of the Empty Space, was to give hack household mechanics, like myself, room to work on the engine. Any person, including Andre' the Giant and Rosie O'Donnell, could effortless tune and tone the engine. Anyone could, that is, until Mr. Let's-be-efficient-and-save-the-green-planet-engineer/goblin decided to do away with the empty space. Now, there is more mechanical items in the engine compartment of the average mid-sized family sedan than is in the entire 51st Fighter Squadron. I will admit that this is an engineering marvel on par with the Hoover Dam, Golden Gate Bridge, and the retractable Sharpie. That doesn't make it any easier to fix. I just completed an attempt to change the spark plugs on my 2001 Mazda MPV. I failed. I could not use my 7 1/2 tools to fulfill such a simple task. Currently, my knuckles look like I just got into a fight with a guy with broken shards of glass on his face. In the 70's, blind quadriplegics could change the plugs on a 1970 Dodge Challenger. Also, they and four friends could also live under the hood. Now, I couldn't fit a wingless gnat in the engine no matter how hard I tried.
This is undoubtedly a conspiracy. I believe that, starting with Lee Iacocca, all automotive engineers, in order to become an automotive engineer, must sell their soul to the devil. The devil then uses them (the soulless engineers) to drive all of mankind into foul frenzy of frustration. This has to be one of Luci's greatest techniques. What no man would do in calmness, every man will do in frustration. I don't know if there is a solution to this, other than blowing up every car-manufacturing plant on the planet, though that does seem a bit extreme. I cannot, however, be held accountable for my actions when I attempt to change the turning-light on my car. Caveat machinator!
That is all.
Several years ago (circa 1999), a anonymous design engineer (Phil Urup) at an anonymous car company (Honda) looked under the hood of a car thinking about a new way to design the area under the hood of a car. As he gazed and pondered, he notice something--that he did not notice anything. He saw that in the engine compartment was a great deal of empty, unused space. He thought to himself out loud, "Why should we have all this empty, unused space under the hood of a car . . . (car) . . . (car). Hello . . . (hello) . . . (hello). " He then thought to himself in loud, "We need to do something about this gratuitous waste of space, what with global warming and overpopulation and AlGore and all."
Back in the 70's, commonly known as the "Platinum Era of Engine-Area Empty Space," cars had enough room under the hood to hide the entire English House of Lords (without wigs). This was great, especially into the 80's when the average South-Floridian immigrant could hide several "kilos" of "blow" in the engine compartment. However, storing stuffy English parliamentarians and pricey Columbian narcotics was not the original purpose of the empty space. The original purpose of the space, as noted in Daryl Walltrip's Field and Stream bestselling book, The Emptying of the Empty Space, was to give hack household mechanics, like myself, room to work on the engine. Any person, including Andre' the Giant and Rosie O'Donnell, could effortless tune and tone the engine. Anyone could, that is, until Mr. Let's-be-efficient-and-save-the-green-planet-engineer/goblin decided to do away with the empty space. Now, there is more mechanical items in the engine compartment of the average mid-sized family sedan than is in the entire 51st Fighter Squadron. I will admit that this is an engineering marvel on par with the Hoover Dam, Golden Gate Bridge, and the retractable Sharpie. That doesn't make it any easier to fix. I just completed an attempt to change the spark plugs on my 2001 Mazda MPV. I failed. I could not use my 7 1/2 tools to fulfill such a simple task. Currently, my knuckles look like I just got into a fight with a guy with broken shards of glass on his face. In the 70's, blind quadriplegics could change the plugs on a 1970 Dodge Challenger. Also, they and four friends could also live under the hood. Now, I couldn't fit a wingless gnat in the engine no matter how hard I tried.
This is undoubtedly a conspiracy. I believe that, starting with Lee Iacocca, all automotive engineers, in order to become an automotive engineer, must sell their soul to the devil. The devil then uses them (the soulless engineers) to drive all of mankind into foul frenzy of frustration. This has to be one of Luci's greatest techniques. What no man would do in calmness, every man will do in frustration. I don't know if there is a solution to this, other than blowing up every car-manufacturing plant on the planet, though that does seem a bit extreme. I cannot, however, be held accountable for my actions when I attempt to change the turning-light on my car. Caveat machinator!
That is all.
Friday, December 15, 2006
She speaks
Sonya has began saying, "Dada," or, at least, something that I interpret to be "Dada." She could have unloose bowels for all I know (though she shouldn't since she eats more oatmeal than Wilford Brimley) and be in the process of passing a potato, but that doesn't matter. She is making more coherent noise than Rosie O'Donnell, so I am happy. As already noted, she knows how to scream and get her way. She will soon be like most Americans and can demand her way in a civilized manner. God bless us all.
That is all.
That is all.
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Kids. What can you do?
My kids are darlings nearly all of the time.
As many of you may know, Aidan finds anything train-ish to be truly delightful. He received a Vanderbiltian amount of trains for his birthday. He spends hours playing with them. He would like more trains for Christmas. One item of which he is dangerously insufficient is snigals (that is how he says "signals"). He must have more snigals, else the trains will not know when to start and stop. We could have a AlGorian train eco-disaster on our hands. Please, send Aidan some more snigals.
Addie is very cute. She is so sweet you could pour her on you pancakes. She can look at daddy with her big, beautiful blue eyes, and daddy turns to pancakes. This is not the major problem. The major problem is that she knows she is cuter than a Beanie Baby. She uses this puppy-ish charm to charm her way out of trouble. Daddy finds it very difficult to be stern with her.
Sonya is turning into quite the Leona Helmsly. I was feeding her her oatmeal this morning. At times I would stop to drink my coffee (the sweet nectar of the gods), and she would start crying. Apparently, my task was to provide a constant river of food to her mouth. She needed to be constantly swallowing food, else she would express her disappointment. She is going to be quite the demanding young lady.
Yes, my children are truly delightful.
That is all.
As many of you may know, Aidan finds anything train-ish to be truly delightful. He received a Vanderbiltian amount of trains for his birthday. He spends hours playing with them. He would like more trains for Christmas. One item of which he is dangerously insufficient is snigals (that is how he says "signals"). He must have more snigals, else the trains will not know when to start and stop. We could have a AlGorian train eco-disaster on our hands. Please, send Aidan some more snigals.
Addie is very cute. She is so sweet you could pour her on you pancakes. She can look at daddy with her big, beautiful blue eyes, and daddy turns to pancakes. This is not the major problem. The major problem is that she knows she is cuter than a Beanie Baby. She uses this puppy-ish charm to charm her way out of trouble. Daddy finds it very difficult to be stern with her.
Sonya is turning into quite the Leona Helmsly. I was feeding her her oatmeal this morning. At times I would stop to drink my coffee (the sweet nectar of the gods), and she would start crying. Apparently, my task was to provide a constant river of food to her mouth. She needed to be constantly swallowing food, else she would express her disappointment. She is going to be quite the demanding young lady.
Yes, my children are truly delightful.
That is all.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Dear TC Students, Vol. 12:
It has been too long. I know. I apologize for that. I could tell you that I have been busy, but that doesn't matter. Everyone on earth but Arabian Bedouins are busy. (Note: the fact that Arabian Bedouins are not busy does not mean they do not have character. They are noble, hard-working folk who happen to have little to do.) I could tell you that there have been tremendous changes happening in my life and my blog, but that too does not matter. Life is change. A life that doesn't include change is death. I could tell you that I simply have not sat down and written a new post to you, and that would be the truest statement.
We are getting close to the Christmas break. Isn't that exciting? As far as I know, everyone likes Christmas. Even more so everyone likes vacation from school. My Christmas wish is that all of you have a tremendous Christmas time. My Christmas wish is that each of you do three specific acts this Holiday season.
The first is that you spend time and enjoy your friends and family. We hear it all the time, but we don't listen often enough. The fullness of life comes from those whom we love and those who love us. The things of life come and go, and leave little in their wake. The people that we know leave a lasting impact on our life. The question we must ask is, what impact are you leaving on others? Think about how you can show someone that you appreciate them and what they do. Almost as important is showing others that we appreciate that they appreciate us. Value others.
The second is to spend some time in quiet reflection. Reflect on the past year. Reflect on what God has done for you. Reflect on the good times you have had. Reflect on the apparent bad times you have had. Reflect on the decisions you have made, and what you have or could have learned from them. The past is past and there is nothing we could do to change it. However, the past is prologue, and we can learn much for future reference if we look at the past in the proper light.
The final act we must all complete, is to buy me a generous present. I have already listed one item I would like to have. Another item is the complete set of "The West Wing." Expensive? Yes. But can we put a price tag on someone that is priceless? God forbid.
Wishing everyone a Merry Christmas.
That is all.
We are getting close to the Christmas break. Isn't that exciting? As far as I know, everyone likes Christmas. Even more so everyone likes vacation from school. My Christmas wish is that all of you have a tremendous Christmas time. My Christmas wish is that each of you do three specific acts this Holiday season.
The first is that you spend time and enjoy your friends and family. We hear it all the time, but we don't listen often enough. The fullness of life comes from those whom we love and those who love us. The things of life come and go, and leave little in their wake. The people that we know leave a lasting impact on our life. The question we must ask is, what impact are you leaving on others? Think about how you can show someone that you appreciate them and what they do. Almost as important is showing others that we appreciate that they appreciate us. Value others.
The second is to spend some time in quiet reflection. Reflect on the past year. Reflect on what God has done for you. Reflect on the good times you have had. Reflect on the apparent bad times you have had. Reflect on the decisions you have made, and what you have or could have learned from them. The past is past and there is nothing we could do to change it. However, the past is prologue, and we can learn much for future reference if we look at the past in the proper light.
The final act we must all complete, is to buy me a generous present. I have already listed one item I would like to have. Another item is the complete set of "The West Wing." Expensive? Yes. But can we put a price tag on someone that is priceless? God forbid.
Wishing everyone a Merry Christmas.
That is all.
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Monday, December 11, 2006
New link
I have included a new link to the right. It is the blog of Randy Peterman, a fellow who goes to my church. He also teaches the Bible study we attend. His blog is highly enjoyable, though he does seem pre-occupied with Rachel Ray.
Foreign film
Most people I know don't watch many foreign films. I don't know why they don't. They may not like reading the subtitles. They may think they are too obscure. They may just not like foreigners. Whatever the case, they should give some of these foreign films a chance. I like films no matter where they are from. Some of my favorite films are from other countries--Rashomon, Japan; Jules and Jim, France; Wild Strawberries, Sweden; L'Avventura, Italy. All of these films are great, though Rashomon and L'Avventura are a bit challenging. I don't expect most people to watch these films. That being said, there are a couple films that I think people should attempt to see. They are very good.
Last night I watched Au Revoir, Les Enfants (translated: Goodbye, Children). This is a very touching and tender film. It takes place in a Catholic boarding school in France during WWII. It is the story of how one young man, named Julien, becomes friends with another young man, named Jean. The story is very simple, and is told in a very straightforward manner. It is not sentimental or contrived. It is based on an actual experience in the life of writer/director Louis Malle. Nearly all the characters in the film are interesting, whether it be the monks or the other students, or Michael, the kitchen-worker. None of them are stock-characters or stereotypes. The story proceeds rather slowly. Much of it is a look at the life of these boys at this school. Toward the end, some events transpire that you would not expect. This is a very good film, and I hope at least one person watches it.
Another very touching film is The Son. This film came out a couple of years ago. It is another French film, though the setting is in Belgium. The story is about a man who teaches carpentry to disadvantaged youth. A few years previous, he son had been killed by a juvenile in a botched car-robbery. That young man, now released from the detention center, comes to the school where the father teaches. He gets enrolled in the man's class. The father knows who this boy is, but the boy doesn't know that the teacher is the father of the boy he accidentally killed. The story proceeds very slowly and deliberately. All the time you think you know how the father is going to act, but he constantly does what you wouldn't think he would do. This is not a straightforward revenge story. It is an insightful psychological study of grief. It is at times very heartbreaking, and at times very tender. You would never guess the final outcome. When it occurs, you are both satisfied and amazed. This is a very powerful film. There is not much dialog in the film, so there is not much to read.
I highly recommend both of these films. They may be hard to find. I know you can rent them through Netflix or Blockbuster Online. Other than that you may have to buy them.
Last night I watched Au Revoir, Les Enfants (translated: Goodbye, Children). This is a very touching and tender film. It takes place in a Catholic boarding school in France during WWII. It is the story of how one young man, named Julien, becomes friends with another young man, named Jean. The story is very simple, and is told in a very straightforward manner. It is not sentimental or contrived. It is based on an actual experience in the life of writer/director Louis Malle. Nearly all the characters in the film are interesting, whether it be the monks or the other students, or Michael, the kitchen-worker. None of them are stock-characters or stereotypes. The story proceeds rather slowly. Much of it is a look at the life of these boys at this school. Toward the end, some events transpire that you would not expect. This is a very good film, and I hope at least one person watches it.
Another very touching film is The Son. This film came out a couple of years ago. It is another French film, though the setting is in Belgium. The story is about a man who teaches carpentry to disadvantaged youth. A few years previous, he son had been killed by a juvenile in a botched car-robbery. That young man, now released from the detention center, comes to the school where the father teaches. He gets enrolled in the man's class. The father knows who this boy is, but the boy doesn't know that the teacher is the father of the boy he accidentally killed. The story proceeds very slowly and deliberately. All the time you think you know how the father is going to act, but he constantly does what you wouldn't think he would do. This is not a straightforward revenge story. It is an insightful psychological study of grief. It is at times very heartbreaking, and at times very tender. You would never guess the final outcome. When it occurs, you are both satisfied and amazed. This is a very powerful film. There is not much dialog in the film, so there is not much to read.
I highly recommend both of these films. They may be hard to find. I know you can rent them through Netflix or Blockbuster Online. Other than that you may have to buy them.
New Blogger Beta
I have just switched to the new Blogger Beta. You may not notice any difference, but I will.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Christmas lights
You may have seen these. I do not care. Your task, should you chose to accept it, is to vote on which one is the best. Good day.
House 1--the original (3:02 min.)
House 2--same song as House 1, but different sequence (1:59 min.)
House 3--the longest video (9:58 min.)
P.S. It works best when you play all 3 three videos at the same time.
House 1--the original (3:02 min.)
House 2--same song as House 1, but different sequence (1:59 min.)
House 3--the longest video (9:58 min.)
P.S. It works best when you play all 3 three videos at the same time.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
The Da Vinci Code
Last night I rented The Da Vinci Code, an exciting Ron Howard thriller starring Tom "Mullet" Hanks and based on the best selling novel by Dan Brown, which I have not read. As might be expected, the movie has high production values. Ron Howard knows how to make a slick film. It was exceptional, but it was good. It was somewhat formulaic. I didn't guess all of the twists and turns, but none of them caught me totally off guard. The acting was sufficient. Most people will like Ian "You-know-him-as-Gandolf-the-Grey" McKellen, because he talks with a cool English accent. That makes him a "good" actor, even if he wasn't a good actor. This wasn't close to Hanks' best performance. I'd rate this slightly lower than Joe Versus the Volcano. Audry "Way-more-attractive-than-any-police-officer-I-have-seen-even-if-she-is-Frenchish" Tautou is was too attractive to be playing a police whatever.
The main point of the movie, and of the book, which I have not read, is, of course, the whole Jesus-was-married controversy. I am sure the book, which I have not read, gives much more detail to Dan Brown's theory. I can only answer to the theories posited in the movie. It appears to me that the greatest support for the theory that believers in the theory have is that, if the theory is true, the church would try to cover it up and hide all the evidence. Since we have no evidence, it follows that the Church must have covered it up. Therefore, the theory is true. This non-sequitor is profoundly insufficient. I cannot see why it seems so many people are afraid of this theory. I know that there are books that disprove much of the alleged evidence for this theory. I don't need to disprove this theory. My faith is not based on the falsity of other ideas. Anyone can come up with a theory and give evidence to support it. Just because people believe an idea doesn't make it true. What is true is true in itself. A true idea is not true because other ideas are false. I don't have to disprove every crazy theory out there. I simply have to have confidence in what I believe. I know I am getting into all kinds of philosophical questions here. What does it mean to believe? What is the difference between faith and knowledge? Where does knowledge come from? What is truth? All that is for another time. For now, let me state that Dan Brown can say whatever he wants to. I know the truth, and it shall set me free.
The main point of the movie, and of the book, which I have not read, is, of course, the whole Jesus-was-married controversy. I am sure the book, which I have not read, gives much more detail to Dan Brown's theory. I can only answer to the theories posited in the movie. It appears to me that the greatest support for the theory that believers in the theory have is that, if the theory is true, the church would try to cover it up and hide all the evidence. Since we have no evidence, it follows that the Church must have covered it up. Therefore, the theory is true. This non-sequitor is profoundly insufficient. I cannot see why it seems so many people are afraid of this theory. I know that there are books that disprove much of the alleged evidence for this theory. I don't need to disprove this theory. My faith is not based on the falsity of other ideas. Anyone can come up with a theory and give evidence to support it. Just because people believe an idea doesn't make it true. What is true is true in itself. A true idea is not true because other ideas are false. I don't have to disprove every crazy theory out there. I simply have to have confidence in what I believe. I know I am getting into all kinds of philosophical questions here. What does it mean to believe? What is the difference between faith and knowledge? Where does knowledge come from? What is truth? All that is for another time. For now, let me state that Dan Brown can say whatever he wants to. I know the truth, and it shall set me free.
Monday, December 04, 2006
Little princesses
Addie had some difficulty with the concept that Aidan was getting presents on his birthday and not her. She did her best to be a helpful little sister.
She likes to pretend she is shy, when she is truthfully quite the drama queen.
My little Sonya didn't care too much who got presents. She is just happy to have food.
And on the sixth day, God created the eyes and smile of little girls. They were good.
She likes to pretend she is shy, when she is truthfully quite the drama queen.
My little Sonya didn't care too much who got presents. She is just happy to have food.
And on the sixth day, God created the eyes and smile of little girls. They were good.
Aidan's Birthday Party
Aidan and all involved had a great time at his birthday party. It took some time and some spit, but the finally blew one candle out (Daddy had to help him with the rest).
Aidan spent the rest of the time with a shy smile on his face and his hand in his mouth. He really enjoyed the presents he received. Thank you all.
Our little boy is 4 years old.
Aidan spent the rest of the time with a shy smile on his face and his hand in his mouth. He really enjoyed the presents he received. Thank you all.
Our little boy is 4 years old.
Christmas list
I have wanted one of these for a long time. I am putting this here in case you wanted to know what to get me for Christmas. Thank you.
The Retro Encabulator.
The Retro Encabulator.
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