There are times...

There are times in your life when things just automatically make your heart melt into a puddle. Yesterday was one of those days. K3 walks up to me and said "Wuv you." I didn't think I had heard her correctly, so I said "What?" And yes, she said "Wuv you." again, then gave me a nice big hug. Yep - heart melted all over the floor. Day made. Nothing can ruin that.

In church on Sunday there was a children's sermon. Ks 1 & 2 went up. OK, they ran up since they like to be the 1st ones there. So Pastor has the kids stand up & hold hands in a circle. "What do you see?" "Kids!" As a church we help each other within the church. Now turn around and still hold hands. "What do you see?" K2 was standing in front of the altar, so his answer was (nice & loud) "A CANDLE!" Not the answer Pastor was looking for...but come on dude, you should have known better than that! And yes, Pastor knew afterwards that he should have expected that one. The sermon point? As a church we are to be looking outward from the church and building strength in our community...something we in our church are sorely lacking, but it is steadily getting better with our increasingly dynamic youth groups.

D, the dog, is at the vet today having her teeth cleaned for the 1st time. She's almost 10. Brought her in, the assistant looks at her paper again..."She doesn't behave like she's 10." Nope. Not at all. Darn dog acts like a pup 25% of the time. You should see her play with the kids. She's a complete nut! Anyway, she's through the anesthesia and we can pick her up this afternoon. YEA! The house is too quiet without her around. Besides, it's garbage and recycle day - trucks are here and there's no barking. Too erie. What do garbage trucks have to do with barking? Well, as far as I can tell, she barks because the garbage trucks STEAL STUFF... our stuff. Never mind that we don't want it or that it may not even be coming to our house - just driving by. They are thieves just the same because they stop and steal other people's stuff. And also never mind the fact that they've been coming to our house once a week for over 9.5 years now. That's OVER 500 visits by crooks! Oh the horror! Do you know what is just as bad as garbage trucks? Busses. Yep. They take KIDS! Never mind that they also drop them off - they TOOK them! And they take K1 too, which, as we all know, is D's kid! I'm surprised D hasn't given herself a coronary from busses and garbage trucks over the years. They really do cause a great deal of stress in her life. 4 times a day on a school day is a lot of stress (6-12 grade bus & elementary bus pick up & drop off). And if the garbage day is also recycle day, than that's 4 more (2 trucks, 1 for each, BOTH directions). Tuesdays are bad news for D.