Slower than normal AND a funny

You are going to have to just hang in there with me for a few days.

Ahem.

Please? Please would you hang in there with me for a few days? Yes, that's better. (I most certainly forgot my manners for a moment there, did I not?)

I have so, so much that I want to share from the Hearts at Home conference, but:

• my laptop is still on the fritz
• my desktop is more ancient and slower than ever
• it is supposed to be in the 70's here the next several days, and that will mean much time spent outside and not inside near this antiquated ol' computer
• I am still processing everything that I learned and trying to figure out how I want to go about posting it all
• *and trying to figure out when I will have the time*
• I have a million and two things I still need to catch up on from being gone

So, please, would you hang in there with me? I promise to be back shortly.

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Until then, I shall leave you with a "funny" from my sweet-and-not-at-all-gross firstborn son:

Colin, coming into my office (after he had been put to bed for the night):

"Mom.....I need your help. I have a giant, giant boogie in my nose."

(Now, might I say, that this is actually a big step for him. We are currently working on not getting boogies out with your finger *shudder*, but instead using a Kleenex; so the fact that he got out of bed to ask for my help rather than extricating the boogie on his own is a definite step in the right direction. Ah, the things that make us proud as mothers....)

Me: "Oh, boy. Well, do you need me to go get a Kleenex and help you blow your nose?"

Colin: "Well....actually, this one is so big, I think we might need to go and get the Tweezers."

*And, if you're wondering....the Kleenex managed just fine.*