Poor Kid

Today I was able to leave the kids with a friend and go volunteer with Evan's class. Before I left Toby I changed his diaper. Since he'd sort of leaked out of the diaper, I decided to just let him run with no pants. When Amy wanted to take the kids outside she put a pair of her daughter's sweatpants on him. Purple sweatpants. Now, I didn't have anywhere else to go, so I didn't think it was a problem. Toby, on the other hand, certainly had something to say about the situation! The following is just a sampling of what I heard on the twenty five minute drive home. "I don't like these pants. They're terrible. I don't want you to put them in the dresser. Put them in a box for Avery. I don't like these red pants. These pants are awful. Take them off me. I've got a plan, take my seat belt off so I can take these terrible pants off. They're so bad" and on and on and on. (No, colors aren't his strong suit!)
I'll be sure to let you know when Toby is on Oprah for the trauma caused to him by making him wear purple pants! ;)

A Gift

When I was little I remember my mom cleaning (or at least really really tidying up) before her parents would visit. I tried to do this when I was a young bride before my parents would visit. Mom insists that she's coming to see us and not the house, but for some reason I never believed her. I was in this imaginary competition with my sisters to show our parents that I was the "better housekeeper". At least I think it was an imaginary competition. They may have been having the competition with me too, but only in their own heads of course! Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, the gift. Mom continues to try to tell me that she's coming to see us and not the house. Well, now I'm going to accept that gift and not knock myself out trying to clean the house! I know there are some mommies who feel that they have to present their parents with a spotless house and beautifully made meals from scratch only to have their parents find something that needs cleaning, fixing or salt! Thankfully, my parents are not that kind of parents. I'll try to tidy up, might even make it around to vacuuming, but I am not going to knock myself out trying to out do my sibs! So, Mom, Dad, when you guys come tomorrow, you'll see the house as it is. I'm thankful that you know we live here in our house. We make a mess. We have a pile of happy kids. And I'm glad you're coming to see us!

Evan's most recent

Last night I was driving home with Evan from an event. During the course of the twenty + minute drive he formulated a Bible study plan! He's going to invite two (good reading) friends over to his bedroom next Friday at 5:30-6:30. They'll have a clean up committee first (to clean up his room), then they'll have a little supper and read their Bibles together. Then they'll have a little more supper, read some other books for a little bit, then "get right back to the Bible" and maybe talk a little bit about what they've read. Meanwhile, Jim and I are to have a Bible study with Mrs. M, his teacher! Mrs. M was telling the kids yesterday how she tries to read through the Bible in a year. He wants to provide her with a little "help" in doing that by inviting her over to read through it with Jim and myself. :) He also noted that if he's going to lead this study he'll have to do some studying ahead of the meeting! I asked him where they would start reading. "At the beginning of course." Duh to me I guess. The best part is that he came up with all the details himself. I inserted just a couple of ideas into his head to help with details such as day and time, but he came up with all the rest on his own (including the clean up committee)! Please join me in praying for this budding Bible study group. Jim and I want him to be successful in this endeavor to encourage his desire to learn more about the Word and in sharing that love with other students. We believe. Help our unbelief.

Monday Night

There's a toad in my bathtub.
My husband is so strange! :)
Yes, he put it in there.
He'll be taking it back out, too!