"Um, where's Mary..."Mary. Mary?
"...and Jesus?"Oh, Mary. Got it! I'm with you now.
- 1 January 2014
Two parents raising three boys. It's not quiet. It's not clean. It's not pretty. But it is a lot of fun!
"Um, where's Mary..."Mary. Mary?
"...and Jesus?"Oh, Mary. Got it! I'm with you now.
"You remember what to say when you get up there, right?"
"Uh, no," came his reply.
"Okay, they say, 'Body of Christ,' and you say..." she urged.
"Cool beans!"Oh, that was so close but I'm sorry, that was incorrect. We were looking for, "Amen." I had to bite my tongue. Talk about having the church giggles.
"Hey mom, I'm mixing strawberries and plain lemonade to make strawberries and plain lemonade. "A lone cricket chirped somewhere in the distance. Before anyone could think of what to say, Ethan joined in.
"Hey, dad."
"What?" I asked.
"I'm mixing strawberries and plain..."He trailed off as though he'd forgotten the next ingredient.
"Plain lemonade?" I ventured. "You'll never guess what that makes," I said.Justin joined in with a wrye smile.
"What?" he asked, in mock wonderment.
"Strawberries and plain lemonade," Logan said, with the kind of satisfied enthusiasm that comes from having successfully taught someone an important life lesson.
"That's the magic of cooking!" he exclaimed.