What's in a title?

I am really not all about titles. I think they are presumptuous when used in daily conversation. For example: "Sir Elton John" - his title of "Sir" is a bit rediculous on lots of levels. But, titles do hold importance when it comes to things like blogs. I think this one started out about lessons from Toby to me and lessons from me to Toby, but I think this is morphing into something else; consequently, I am left with 2 choices - either change the title or start talking more about lessons. I think Mom blogs are great, especially for posterity, but maybe what I am struggling with is that this blog title is so specific that it leaves little room for anything but "lessons."

Maybe a better title would allow me the freedom and creativity to write whatever's on my mind. Maybe a title like "Life in rural New England," or "Life as a Child of God, Pastor's Wife, Mom, Daughter, Sister, Cousin and Friend." Now that would encompass ALL my titles outside of work (I think). But like I said, I'm not into titles. I saw a show about a guy who could/would only eat french fries and he called his blog "The Fry Guy" -- now that's a great and descriptive title. Which leads me to contemplate - what am I known for. Certainly not anything like that, thankfully.

So far, I'm thinking "Hodgepodge," because it means a mixture; however, I've also seen it as a consfused mixture - which would be a really bad title. I wish Brian, my wordsmith, would wake up since he would know just the right word. I will wait for him to wake before changing the title of this blog. I am open to suggestions as well. :)

Now that's a good one...

This morning, Toby came in to snuggle and I was going to check the weather report, but got distracted by a show on the Food Network. It was "Alex's Day Off," and she was making a grape and olive oil cake. She prepped it and put it in the spring-form pan and said:

"Now you take your cake and very carefully, carry it like you would a small child, and then you open the door and gently put it in your oven."

Toby said, not knowing how hard we would soon be laughing:

"You put your child in the oven?"

Brian, who I thought was sleeping, and I were laughing so hard, for about 5 minutes. It's this kind of sweet, innocent question that I love to hear from Toby. He's hysterical - and yet has no idea!!!

Ah, the things my kid says.

Back Tracking

I am kicking myself for not keeping this blog going. But, you can't go back, so I'll keep going.

Here's some of Toby's latest muses:

T: "Mom, let's go on the playground."
Me: "No sweetie, there are some big kids on there now."
T: "It's OK Mommy, they won't rough me up."

"Mommy, you and Daddy are the best in the whole world. No, the entire universe."

I'll keep adding to these as I remember them...but now, I'm sleepy and can't think of others to write.