kids

Susan brought a prayer request to my attention today. We know a young-ish, unwed mother. When she found out she was pregnant, she and the father moved in together, but didn’t get married. The father decided that the grass was greener somewhere else, and moved out. Now, the mom is having a family gathering and the father, as well as his mother, will be there. Susan asked me to pray for the mom, who’ll be in an uncomfortable situation of playing hostess to the man who didn’t want her, as well as his mother. I tried to use this moment as a parenting opportunity, and point out the difficulties that are avoided when a man and woman love each other, get married, and then have kids. Julia said something to the effect of “I’m not sure I want kids.”

Matthew jumped in and said “I want to have two boys when I get married. But first, I have to find  a good wife.” Susan and I praised him, and said that’s exactly what he should do. He went on to explain his plan in three easy steps:

“First,” he said, “you find a good wife. Next, you always treat her right. And then always make her a good breakfast on Mothers’ Day.”

There are men out there who could really take a lesson from this four year old.

Thrice tonight I said the phrase “Don’t drink the bathwater!”

On Sunday afternoon, I needed to get some caulking compuound to re-caulk the bathtub. On a side note, what’s the deal with my caulking skills? I think this is the fourth or fifth time I’ve had to recaulk the tub. We’ve owned the house 12 years. I’m recaulking the tub like every two years! Anyway, the local store I like was closed, so I went to Lowes. Matthew came inside with me, while Susan and Nat waited in the car. (Julia was staying at my Mom’s house for the afternoon.) We paid for the caul, and Matt said he needed to use the bathroom. So we went inside, and he walked up to the little urinal. “What’s that little pink thing in there?” he asked, pointing to the little freshening hockey puck in the bottom. “That’s to make it smell nice,” I said. He proceeds to stuff his head deep into the urinal. He takes a big whiff, and says “Yup. Smells pretty!”

When I got home last night, I asked the kids what they learned in school. Nat said he learned about giraffes. I asked what he learned about giraffes, and he said “I learned about their guts, their bones, their skin, and their allergies.”

“What are they allergic to?” I asked.

He responded: “Lions.”

🙂