Last week we had a fun playdate at a friend’s house. They have a fabulous backyard! So I took my camera along and took a few shots…
The kids had such fun with their friends. Us Mommies had fun too!
Saturday morning we woke up to a note.
Yikes! A lost tooth… that was actually lost!
(Still haven’t found it?!)
Now he has a nice little hole where his tongue fits.
And he has a little sister who (obviously) wanted to have her picture take too…
And this one… who also has a tongue, she wants you to know.
Back to this wonderful little guy.
He was concerned about not getting money from the tooth fairy since he didn’t have the actual tooth to put under his pillow. So with a little prompting he then wrote another note to leave for the tooth fairy.
The tooth fairy just might honor his request.
Back before my boy H’s school year ended, I was volunteering in his class for the week. During the morning devotional time, the kiddos were given a minute or two to listen to God and hear what He might have to say to them that day.
My boy can be quiet and does not often pipe up to pray or to share what he heard during times like this, if he heard anything at all (we don’t always!). But this day he easily shared what he felt God speak to his heart that day…
“God said I will grow with Him.”
Oh my. Can a 6 year old make that up? I was so encouraged. Encouraged that maybe my boy is learning to identify the voice of God despite his reluctance to pray a lot of the time. Encouraged that I should stop and listen more often for myself and my family. And encouraged that H is growing with God. Of course he is! I realize that when I think about it. God daily is guiding him, shaping him, growing him. Side by side. Whether we see it (we don’t really) or realize it’s happening… it is happening! It’s a beautiful thing and I’m a thankful Mama.
Thank you God.
My kids favorite toy is very easily the recycling bin. There are egg cartons, yogurt containers, cardboard boxes and all other kinds of recyclables all over the house. They get creative with them and build stuff and pack them with stuff and decorate things and give them to friends, etc.
Whatever works until we go on a picking up rampage and all of their ‘creations’ end up in the recycling bag that’s headed out the door because Mikey and I suddenly got sick and tired of stepping around recyclables everywhere in the house.
And then they just start over as soon as I start putting new things in the bin again.
Around and around we go.
The other day Sweet N grabbed out a small plastic pint container that previously held raspberries. I apparently didn’t do a very good job cleaning it before tossing it in the bin because she brought it to me and asked…
“Can you hewp me get a wed (red) bwueberry (blueberry) off a container?”
I grinned. A red blueberry, of course.
I washed it up (again) and it’s been holding some necklaces in the corner of her bed ever since.