I Need A Translator

Early this morning we dropped of our two teen daughters at the airport for a missions trip to Mexico. Preparing for this event brought about many conversations in our home with our younger boys.

One conversation went something like this

Nate-no - "I don't know how to make a translator"

Mom - "What is a translator?"

Nate-no - " You know, the backpack machine my sisters are taking to Mexico like the monkey wore in Cloudy with a Chance of meatballs"

Mom- " What do you mean your Sisters are taking to Mexico?"

Nate-no - " So, they can speak Spanish"

Mom - Now, laughing I began to explain what a language translator was, as in a person who interprets one language in to another so two people can understand each other.

Can you imagine the last few days how Nate-no's mind has been trying to figure out how his Sisters scored getting to have their own translator backpacks to take to Mexico...and was now trying to figure out how he could get one as well.

If only I could have a translator backpack to translate the MOMhood....get all the translations of how my kids are feeling, thinking, saying etc.