A fire hydrant, maybe.

The other day in the van my five year old daughter exclaimed excitedly, “Did you see that lady walking back there?”

“No, why?”

“Mommy, she looked exactly like a telephone pole.”

My eyebrows went up. “Really?”

“Yeah, she was sooo tall and sooo skinny!”

“Really??” I said, trying to imagine the proportions of such a person.

“Yes, and her clothes were exactly the color of a telephone pole.”

And I spent half a second feeling sorry for the poor soul dressed like a telephone pole. And the next three blocks feeling rueful because not even a 5 year old would ever call me telephone-pole-lean.

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  1. Christine says:

    Hi Mary,

    I tried to e-mail you with the link, but it said the account did not exist. Hello Mary, I am a homeschooling mom of 3. My husband and my oldest son and I will be traveling to Ethiopia as part of a Buckner mission team with area churches in July. I direct a children’s choir at First Baptist here. I noticed that you had adopted several children from Ethiopia. My pastor and his daughter are going and we will be visiting an orphanage where they will hopefully see the children his brother will be adopting in a few months. I thought you might be able to direct me to some children’s songs and/or Bible stories written/sung in Amharic. I think Oromo is also spoken in the area we will be visiting as well. We will have translators at our disposal as well, but I thought it might be fun to learn some songs in the native language. Any help would be appreciated!


  2. That is too funny. 🙂


  3. Ha ha that is hilarious 🙂 I’d be right there with you under the hydrant category!

  4. Oh wow! It has always been my dream to look like a telephone pole well not exactlty, but it has been to be skinny again like I was 20 years ago, as a child.. Age is heavy!