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This pic is a preview of my new ride... more on that later!   This week was survival.   It has been a couple of years since I have helped with Vacation Bible School.   I thought things had settled down enough finally to help again.   It was fun.  I was not in charge of anything and that helps ease the workload. All those people that are a huge part of planning Vacation Bible Schools deserve a special thank-you!   What a great calling to bring the Word of God to all those little minds!             These guys enjoyed it!   So now to the "I Told You So" moment.   Around the first of the year I noticed that my car was not running right and was seriously using gas and had a hot smell to it.   I kept mentioning it to JWS who would give me a lecture on my driving skills. Blah, blah blah ba ba.  (you know how the adults sound on Charlie Bro...

So, this is how the morning started. Yes, that is 7 AM and those kids are outside in pajamas. Funny, how I would have never let my own kids do that!   A pick up basketball game some scooter and bike riding, all before 8 AM. That is the earliest Papa has gone to work in a long time. Wonder why?   I did manage to squeeze in some creative time before they all woke up!   Some restocking and cleaning up at Mimi's       Resin on the penny table. Some wheeling and dealing and I have another vehicle lined up. More on that later! Almost finished with the cedar chest I have been working on! and then Bible School. I was down to two kids last night. They are tired.  They are all double timing VBS.  One in the morning and one in the evening. So far I have managed to make it through with only a small incident of a dead battery. So far. Two days to go!

Two weekends ago  I had this little boy and his sister for the weekend.  Let me tell you,  He cracks me up.   I haven't had a poop post in awhile, but have to share his  Friday Morning Bathroom Comment. He had quite the bout of diarrhea starting. The first event was really something.  His comment while peering at the results? "I pooped like a meercat!" Not sure where that came from.  As a little background.  He is my daughter's child. His Aunt Jenn is my step-daughter, thus no genetic connection.  After I made a comment to his sister that  she is looking more like her Aunt Kayla, her father's sister, Garren pipes up and says. "and I look like my Aunt Jenn" This little blonde fair skinned boy thinks he looks like his  clearly Italian heritage Aunt Jenn.  The ferris wheel at Idlewild was his favorite!  We had to ride it  twice....

I had several of them yesterday.  First of all,  taking two boys to church on my own while it is easier than when they were little, is still daunting.  Now they have to sit through part of the service. And they fidget.  A lot.  I am not sure which came first.  Tyler fells the call,  not from God,  the bathroom call. It is right outside the sanctuary. Apparently, he sings during the call.  Not lovely praise songs,  really loud and twangy country songs that about the last three rows of church were hearing loud and clear  during the pastor's prayer.  I leave,  open the door to the bathroom which only makes the singing louder, and  drag him back into church shushing him all the way.  The second jaw-dropping epiphany of the morning... again, not really from God, is that Bible School is only a week away!   Honestly, I think that moved it as so...

Well, this has been way harder than I thought it would be. I guess I didn't plan on how difficult it would actually be for me to lose so much independence! Another thing that I did not realize is the energy and athleticism and grace that it would take to do simple tasks like....go to the bathroom, put on a pair of pants or get a drink of water! Muscles hurt that I never even knew I had! Mentally, I spent a few days actually feeling sorry for myself and well just generally not being a very nice or fun person. At one point, I actually started contemplating inflicting mortal harm on JWS for several reasons, not the least of which included not flushing the commode or carrying the dirty dish towels to the basement. I think I am coming around. Coming to grips with the fact that I might not be the most pleasant or obedient patient and owning it has helped a lot. All that being said, the I Spy quilt is in the frame, the VBS houses are ready, and I have several scarves, a to...