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I try to be Christ-like. I try to do the right things. I try to say the right words. I try to think the right thoughts.
I try to smile at people as they pass. I try to support the appropriate causes. I try to love my neighbors even when they don’t love me back. I try to be kind and supportive to those in need.
Every day, I try to be like Christ.
Every day, I fail. I laugh at the wrong joke. I pass judgment on someone else’s life. I turn a blind eye to life’s injustice.
Squirts tends to the nosy side, which I freely admit he inherited from my side of the family. What he hasn’t inherited is the subtlety to be nosy on the down low. His nosiness consists of full-on staring. You know, the turn-in-your-seat-and-ogle-at-the-lady-with-“funny eyes” kind of stare.
So, it’s boys night out while mommy is at choir practice and we’re waiting to order at our favorite taco place. After busting him several times for openly gawking at other people, I launch into a fatherly lecture about the dangers of staring.
At four years old, Squirts may be a little young to teach stealth techniques for eavesdropping and people watching. So, a few scare tactics seems more appropriate:
