At the banquet, I realized how we just don't fit into any group of parents. All of the parents there had high school kids, with their youngest being middle or upper elementary. Hannah was the only toddler there, which made it all the more embarrassing when we got back to our table and she declared it "scary" because other people had sat down with us and proceeded to have a tantrum. And even more noticeable when she started running around and "bopping" us with her wand that she insisted she bring. Can I just say that the other parents looked a lot more relaxed?
As you come to him, the living Stone--rejected by men but chosen by God and precious to him--you also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood, offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ. 1 Peter 2: 4-5
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Taking after his Grandpa
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