A little boy came home from the playground with a bloody nose

A little boy came home from the playground with a bloody nose, black eye, and torn clothing. It was obvious he'd been in a bad fight and lost. While his father was patching him up, he asked his son what happened."Well, Dad," said the boy, "I challenged Larry to a duel. And, you know, I gave him his choice of weapons.""Uh-huh," said the father, "that seems fair.""I know, but I never thought he'd choose his big sister!"

If I had my life to live over

If I had my life to live over...I would have talked less and listened more.I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was strained and the sofa faded.I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up onasummer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.I would have cried and laughed less while watching television-and more while watching life.I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretendingtheearth would go into a holding patter if I were not there fortheday.I would never have bought anything just because it was practical,would not show soil or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.There would have been more I love yous ... more I'm sorrys...but mostly, given another shots at life, I would seize every minute... look at it and really see it...live it...and never give it back.