Tobias is stuck on God and how he created stuff.
“Mom, how did God make fish?”
“Mom, how did God make water?,” that was the one today.
Yesterday, “Mom, how did God make MegaMind?”
“Mom, how did God make the store?”
In depth, but not. I simply answer, “God did not make MegaMind, but God made the people that made MegaMind.”
“God just said,’ let there be water,’ and there was water . . . it was instant.”
Then why the blank stare?
I love that they’re putting it together in their minds, truly . . . but I, at times, have to really think about my answers.
Good times at church today. Our middle school classroom aides are “in training” during the service . . . so we have been without them for 3 weeks. Oh, we miss you, Sam and Jayden, Grant and Aaron! There are two teachers, myself and Tara, in the 4 and 5 year olds class during second service . . . we had 24 kids today. 24!
Um, we miss you, middle school aide people!
It was hectic but we survived. 🙂
Our middle school aide people will be back next week and I am so HAPPY about that!
Something I have witnessed in the land of small children, when there is snack served, dipping it . . . no matter what it is . . . in our water, makes it better. Better, I tell you! I saw the same dipping phenomenon when I volunteered in Tob’s preschool last year. Goldfish dipped in milk just sounds gross to me, but hey, its ok cuz your 4. Weirdly my kids don’t do this at home but saw them happily participating in class. Huh.
Had a pretty boring weekend. Hubby worked but has the next two days off . . . looking forward to family time tomorrow, since the boys are off due to President’s Day . . . a day I would have forgotten about if it weren’t for the boys having it off. But, um, its a good one. Yay, Presidents!
We spent an insane amount of time at Oil Can Henry’s on Friday. Oil change the rig usually is a, what 30 minute process, unless there are cars in front of you . . . which is still not too bad at 40 minutes or so. I think we read the entire Statesman Journal while waiting for the guy in front of us to get done. Of course, it was the Statesman Journal (Salem’s main paper) on Friday; there weren’t even a whole lot of ads to stare at. But I did learn about how to plant potatoes in bags, so they are easy to harvest. Hmmm. Much more interesting at the time. So we finally get our oil done and then decide to flush the tranny. The guy said it would be quick . . . it was not.
I should mention the boys were whining the whole time. We pulled in around 4pm. That is creeping close to their dinner time. They reminded us every 5 minutes that they were hungry, thirsty and dieing of said ailments. Oh my goodness . . .
They even served me a cup of coffee while Justin visited with the Oil Can Henry guys, guys that we were on first name basis with by the time we left. “See ya later, Jesse, thanks for the coffee!”
Too bad I had to pee so bad the ENTIRE time we were there . . . coffee was appreciated because it is my lifeblood, but it also adds to the pee-mania. I just kept thinking we were almost done, surely we are almost done . . . maybe I should ask for a bathroom, but we’re almost done . . . he said it would be quick.
But the rig is now nice and shiny, inside and out . . . well, its due for a bath . . . but its shiny inside, all lubed up and healthy. Something about knowing your vehicle is good to go, just a relief. Maybe its all the ancient clunkers I’ve driven in the past . . . just never really knowing when they might poop out. Feel truly blessed to have a nice truck thats near perfect, IMO. =0)
I’m really all done rambling.
Hoping everyone has a fantastic week ahead! I’m looking forward to mine . . . Justin’s short week. hehe