Thursday, June 19, 2008

I don't need to close my eyes, Mom

Tuesday night was a late night at work for both Paul and me. Paul finished up first so he went to my sister's to retrieve the darlings.

When he arrived and Greg called the kids from upstairs, Hunter came down with a now spotted blue shirt.

Greg looked perplexed and said, "Dude, what happened to your shirt?"

Hunter's responded with shrugged shoulders and a baffled, "I don't know."

On the way home, Paul probed further and learned that Hunter and Nana were spraying, and this is a direct quote from Hunter himself, "chemicals on each other."

As you can imagine this did not sit well with the parental instinct. Paul called me at work to report the instance and let me know that he was not successful at reaching my sister to let her know what they were doing.

He tried to get Hunter to recall what the chemical was, but low and behold the child who reads well above grade level and has a photographic memory couldn't remember.

Yeah, right-whatever.

I told Paul to put him on the phone.

"Hunter, I want you to close your eyes and tell me the letters that you see on the bottle you were playing with."

"Oh, I don't have to close my eyes Mommy. It had the target name on it and b-l-e-a-c-h on it."

Apparently losing your mind is contagious.

1 comment:

Kennedy Krew said...

Aren't they just precious?!

Walking in the Light

Wow! This year year has been a whirlwind to say the least. I am shocked we are near the half way point in February. Part of me wants to dance. If the start of the year is any indication of how it is going to go, I am happy it's flying by. I will usher in 2009 with bells and whistles.

Yet, I am humbly reminded that every day is a gift, and I need to walk in the Light. I need to let Him guide me through each day. I need to listen to His still, quiet voice...Yeah I know for me that's a stretch. I'm never still long enough to catch my breath.

As I write this, our dear neighbor of ten years is fighting stage 4 pancreatic cancer. I am awed by the faith she has in God. I am humbled by the fight she has within her to beat the demon we know as cancer. Hunter, in his six year old wisdom said to me, "Mommy, why are you sad? We are just going to pray and Jesus is going to make her better." The faith of a child and the living testimony of one who is dwelling in God's amazing grace reminds me to walk daily in the His unfailing light.