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i can't remember the last time i felt this tired.

 so, i was looking through books at the j the other day and came across one that lets kids use their fingers to help the character do something. there are two holes in the middle of the book and when you stick your fingers through the holes, you get to become the elephants' trunks or the dancers legs, etc. i thought it was a cute idea. except for this one page. there's a little girl in the picture, just standing there. not really that bad, right? the poem that goes along with the little girl, however, says something like this: "little susie needs to lose weight to fit into her clothes. can you help her exercise by reaching her toes?".
what?!?! first of all, the girl in the picture can't be more than 5 herself. a 5 year old should not be worried about losing weight or fitting into her clothes. second of all, this is a book for kids! why are we teaching our kids to think about fitting into clothes or worry about how big they are?
i'm all for teaching kids healthy habits and running around and playing and such, but to show a kid a picture of a little girl who doesn't fit into her clothes is going a bit too far.

 a conversation i overheard the other day:
r: i'm not scared of anything!
m: hmm...i'm scared of rats.
r: (after waiting a second) rats FREAK me out!


in addition to being tired, i'm very frustrated with a lot in my life. and i'm about at the point where i just don't care anymore (i may be there already....). hm.

but. even though i *feel* the way i do and i *feel* that nothing is right, i know that God's got everything under control and that He's here in it all somewhere...

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