Today there is just one. I call it Baby, Blankie and Bare Buns.
Little things that mean so much!
This morning we cleaned out peanut butter jars and the kids set out to catch bees. May seem strange to some but this was a favorite childhood adventure of mine. I don't know what it is about this that is so fun to a child. Maybe the thrill of capturing something that could possible hurt you and being able to examine it for a while at a safe distance. Even as children we have that daring nature in us that wants to test the limits a little. A healthy fear. What I discovered is that that "healthy fear" is not yet developed at 16 months old. Lucy thought it might be ok to touch the bees. Thank goodness she did not get stung. Aren't we all a little bit like Lucy sometimes. We are warned of danger but go ahead and try it anyway. Thinking if we just "touch" a little bit it won't hurt. I think I have learned more through the actions of my children lately then I have in church. Nothing against church. It is just interesting sometimes how God chooses to work in each of our lives. My lessons just happen to be coming from my children right now.






So when the kids finished playing in the "rain" I came in and had a little quiet time. I looked up the verses in Ecclesiastes 3 that had been put on my mind.


I am not going to show you what the bathroom looks like now to save the shock and awe factor for Dad and Mom when they return. There is a new shower, all new fixtures, new toilet, new lights, new ceiling, new paint, new vanity and sink, new mirror, and a new floor. I will say, Aaron did and amazing job and be prepared to be floored. No pun intended.