Storyteller

One of the things that I have really grown to love is sharing stories with my kids.  A lot of times these can be personal experiences that I share or they can be things that happened to those around me or someone I know.  It can also just be a story but the ones that are the funnest are the personal experiences.  Talk about a captive audience.  All three kids will be sitting there listening to every word.  If there is something funny about the story they laugh and they laugh and they laugh some more.  Usually when I finish the story I get asked to tell it again.  After I have shared it twice I usually get asked to share it one more time.  Without fail a couple days will pass or even just one and Jack will remind me of the story... remember when you did this...  and he starts to laugh and then he'll ask me to tell the story.  Or he'll tell someone else something about the story and then ask me to finish it.  It can also be quite random.  Yesterday Jack repeated S double N double 2 4 T.  How he remembers my old mission car license plate number is beyond me but then again, why do I remember it?  A personal experience with Mr. Lau at a mental hospital outside of Queenstown, South Africa.  A story I shared that made the kids laugh and had to be repeated, well repeatedly.  It is funny how these things stick.  I am always so thankful for the captive audience that is Natty, Jack and Andy and hope that the little lessons of my story telling stick with them and strengthen them when they need it.