sitting at the breakfast table...

my mom said, "bram, you have the coolest eyebrows. they just always make you look full of wonder."

"yes. and i'm always hungry."

then followed a conversation about bread...

"nana, do you know what the theme song is for Smart Bread?"

"no, what is it?"

"Smart Bread." (sung as two quarter notes. that's it. nothing fancy, just two quarter notes.)

bedtime prayer

"dear Jesus, please give me, blithe, asher, and my whole family a good sleep tonight --"

my mom interrupted with, "bram, asher's having his surgery tomorrow. maybe you should pray for that."

"and please help Asher not freak out, if that's what he's gonna do."