The Four Year Old Pandemic.

Good Morning Everybodeh!

John Henry finally returned to school today, and Kris and I began the day throwing darts at one another.  Well, I’m probably being overly-dramatic.  I just started saying (apparently yelling) something to him, and he interrupted with a “I’m right here!”

I immediately stopped in mid-flow of my thought, and told him we apparently needed to spend some time in the Holy Word of God together.  He said waking up to me was like waking up to the Word itself. 

I sensed no sarcasm in his voice.  At all. 

Then, I completely forgot what I was going to tell him in the first place.

He went on about his business, and I spent the better part of this morning watching Anna stress over Legos not fitting together perfectly.  I tried to take a picture of her frustration like a good mother.  She refused the photo op, pushed the Legos toward me and sighed, “I’ll NEVER build something!”

I started thinking, “Where on earth does this drama come from?” 

I know, right?

Count your blessings, America.  Your worry over the swine flu pales in comparison to the stress of unassembled Legos on my kitchen table. 

On a more serious note, don’t let fear grip you.  Know that God has not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.  That’s 1 Timothy 1:7 King Jimmy style.

Of course, a sound mind in the Takle house is questionable today.


Filed under Kid Stuff, Randomness

2 responses to “The Four Year Old Pandemic.

  1. I am so glad John Henry is better.

    And I so know the grief inflicted by uncooperative legos. I am so sorry.

    Love ya.

  2. Gayla

    I love that scripture….

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