My Kids

To start off, let me tell you I just read over my first post on this blog with the description of our life in California. It made me tear up a little remembering how hard everything was. Life has improved so much and in so many ways since we moved to Texas. Praise God for His work in our lives!

And now for one of my favorite types of blog posts, stories of my kids who give me no end of joy and laughter everyday. 

We were outside checking the weather when we heard some fire trucks in the distance. We talked briefly about how they were going to help people then went back inside to finish our circle time. At the end of circle time, William asked if he could do the prayer, and he prayed for the people the firemen were going to help. 

Joy: "Please may I can have pizza again, Daddy, and can I eat it like a bunny?"

We were sitting at the dinner table talking about taking a shower afterward, and Joy says, "We can make two Joys and two Mommies, and then no one will see us anymore...but first we have to brush our hair."

Elijah thought the church business meeting was very exciting. He would sit quietly with me in the foyer, but every time I tried to go back into the sanctuary, he got very excited, clapping and waving and squealing. 

One of the lovely ladies at church asked Joy her name, and Joy responded, "Minnie Mouse Joy."

We were all sitting quietly in the car when William suddenly said, "Daddy, what about Miss Cathy?" (Miss Cathy is his Sunday school teacher.) Omar asked, "What about Miss Cathy?" "Umm...Miss Cathy is cool."

Another day sitting in the car, and William pipes up with, "I love God, and I'm going to act like I love God."

One cloudy day, I told the kids that if it rained, we would put on a movie and make hot chocolate. They grabbed their stools and ran to the window where they stood watching the sky. William told Joy to pray to God for lots of rain. 

It didn't rain, but the next morning, William woke me up at 5:30am in tears, "I thought we were going to have hot chocolate?"

(It rained later that day, and we had hot chocolate.)

Omar: Are you cute like a bird?

Joy: No.

Omar: Hm. Are you cute like a frog?

Joy: No. I'm not cute like animals. I'm cute like humans. 

I gave Joy the job of putting silverware away. She stood on a stool by the drawer, and I set the silverware basket from the dishwasher in the drawer so she could reach it easily. When I checked on her after a few minutes, she was playing with the silverware. I told her to put the silverware away, and she immediately tried to close the drawer (with the silverware basket still sitting in it), said, "Oh, it doesn't fit!" Then jumped down and walked away. 

I've got to start writing these things down daily; there are so many moments that I forget too quickly!