Child: "I'm gonna head to bed. My phone's at 3% and so am I."
PSA to everyone in a 20 mile radius: Don't hang out on my deck these days. You can get seriously hurt out there and we can't afford to be sued. The trees are not simply dropping acorns, they are hurtling them at alarming speeds, and in great numbers. The dog keeps barking at the pounding, and is afraid to step out on the deck in a stiff wind. In other news, the many squirrels in our yard are in heaven.
Last week, my husband got gas at Costco and texted me the amount to record on the debit card. Later that day, I stopped and got gas too. While it was pumping, I leaned back into the burb to answer a text. When I got back out, I stopped the pump and as I was putting it back, I noticed the total. Dear reader, it was the same total as my husband's was an hour before. $44.28 for both of us! I texted him immediately and told him it proved we are mfeo. Because truly - the same total? Proof.
Last Sunday we were able to participate in a confirmation rite with our 11-year-old. During the rite, we made the sign of the cross on his ears, his eyes, his mouth, his shoulders, his heart, his hands, and his feet. At the beginning of the rite, our son was smiling a bit and feeling self-conscious. But somewhere around his heart, I started to get choked up (which surprised me at the time, but of course is not surprising whatsoever). As my husband's and my hands traced the cross on his heart, my mind flashed back to his body in the NICU, hooked up to machines keeping him alive. It's hard to reconcile those early memories with the strapping, healthy boy he is today. Praise God from whom all blessings flow!