Looking for my Invisible Child

Apparently, I have an invisible child who goes by the name of “Nahmee.”

Me: “Who’s turn to clean the litter box?”

My visible kids: “Nahmee.”

Me: “Who left the cereal box open?”

My visible kids: “Nahmee.”

I decided that my new quest in life was to find this invisible child of mine. I began doing homework online and searched for answers. Unfortunately, my Google searches for “Nahmee” did not come up with anything substantial I was looking for.

I eventually shared my story with some friends. To my surprise, I discovered a common theme between many of my friends who were parents. Here’s are some of my findings.

  1. The first friend told me that he is on a similar hunt to find his child, “Wununtme.” To this day, he has not physically seen nor heard this child.
  2. One mom said that she not only had one invisible kid. She had invisible twins, and their names were “Idonno” and “Ididndoit.” She also has not had a tangible encounter with this child.
  3. Another friend shared that her invisible kid has a Spanish name, “Yonofui.” Different language, same results. Nothing.
  4. Two older friends told me something strange and thought-provoking. They each had an invisible child who seemingly disappeared when their visible children grew up and out of the house. That could be a great news story if they end up having invisible grandchildren.

I am seeing a common thread that has been woven into each family. These mysterious children are invisible little beings who make messes in the house. Even though the parents have not made these invisible children responsible for any chores, their physically visible brothers and sisters says that they are. I think it’s terribly wrong for my visible children to blame all of the undone chores on the one child, who I haven’t even met. However, if my invisible child doesn’t speak up or show up, I won’t be able to address the messes he or she leaves he behind in the house.

So the quest continues. I can’t wait to finally meet my invisible kid. We have a lot of catching up to do. Until then- Nahmee has a lot of chores to work on.

If you have invisible child and have some insight or maybe have miraculously met your child please comment below.

Quotes by El Gran Queso

The 3 latest quotes from El Gran Queso:

“The only thing you are entitled to is a headlock. “

“I am going to get food truck and sell knuckle sandwiches.”

“The only place it’s ok for a dude to wear tight pants is in the ring.”

Swish!


I get to work with kids as a children’s pastor at the church I have attended for over 20 years. I have accumulated a few stories about little people doing things that make me crack up and shake my head at same time.

While I was doing my churchy duties supervising the children’s department on a Sunday night not too long ago, Little Joel had been happily playing basketball for a while in the Kindergarten classroom until he had the sudden revelation that he had to use the restroom badly.

He did the pee-pee dance in front of his teacher to prove his sincerity and urgency. The teacher was so convinced that she personally escorted him to the restroom with his basketball in hand. However, Joel had nowhere to place his orange sphere that made him so happy just minutes ago.

But inside this tiled, dimly lit, and cold place there happened to be the perfect place to hold his prized object.

Swish! Score!

Read the Steller version here: https://steller.co/s/4dWAXH7wfvG

A Poem About IKEA & Laughter


Playing house
At the local IKEA
Relieves the stress
At least that’s my idea

Life is too short
To always play it cool
There are just some moments
You have to be a fool

Smiles trump frowns
And chuckles beat sighs
Meet your quota for laughs
Before you die.

That’s my motto
Because times get too heavy
Laughter takes advantage
Of life in its brevity

Thanks to my co-workers Chris and Sarah for putting up with my humor during a busy day. Thanks to you, followers and visitors, for putting up with my humor.

I don’t like to share cookies

 Sharing is caring

That’s what they all say

I have no problem with that

I can share all through the day

My time and my treasure

Are yours for the taking

What’s mine is yours

Except when I’m baking

Cookies to be specific

Their mine. All mine!

Just kidding. You can have one.

I’ll have the other nine.

I know it’s an issue

That I have to work on

But this time let me have these

Until they’re all gone!

The Restroom Swish

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I get to work with kids as a children’s pastor at the church I’ve attended for over 20 years. I have accumulated a few stories about little people doing things that make me crack up and shake my head at same time.

While I was doing my churchy duties supervising the children’s department on a Sunday night not too long ago, Little Joel had been happily playing basketball for a while in the Kindergarten classroom until he had the sudden revelation that he had to use the restroom badly.

He did the pee-pee dance in front of his teacher to prove his sincerity and urgency. The teacher was so convinced that she personally escorted him to the restroom with his basketball in hand. However, Joel had nowhere to place his orange sphere that made him so happy just minutes ago. But inside this tiled, dimly lit, and cold place there happened to be the perfect place to hold his prized object. 

Swish! Score!

Check out my story on Steller too: https://steller.co/s/4dWAXH7wfvG

The Day A Beetle Attacked My Family

This Japanese beetle reminds me of the time my girls (4 years old then) refused to go outside because of a curious and very large beetle buzzing at our window. Although Japanese beetles are harmless to people they can look and sound menacing. I promised them that this bug would not bother them if they would just go with me to the car, so we could run some errands.

Unbeknownst to me, this beetle made its way into my car through a crack as I negotiated with my little ladies. After threatening my daughters of a lifetime ban of candy if they didn’t cooperate, the two girls finally rushed out of the house and into my car like Navy Seals under duress.

If you can imagine the chaos that ensued once this clumsy beetle emerged from his hiding place to buzz around our heads inside the tiny cabin of my Toyota Corolla. The girls screamed. I screamed. We all screamed and ran out of the car in terror. 

My kids still love me although the trust level is just not there when it comes to being safe with beetles. This is the part where I come up with something mind blowing about life, but right now I got nothing except when you see a Japanese beetle watch yo back!

Your turn. Share your crazy family moment. I’d love to get your feedback in the comments below.