Thursday, December 6, 2012

Chain of Events (a glimpse into the comedy that is our life)

Daddy is on call tonight, so the reading of the Advent devotional fell on yours truly.

I'm good with that.  I love reading to my kids, pausing for effect and giving voice to characters in the hopes of making them come alive.

We read about the death of Sarah, how Abraham loved her so.  How she was willing to do anything he asked of her.

Katie pipes up with an observation:
    "She must have been one heck of a wife!"

I chuckle and go on.

Isaac and Rebekah...Jacob and Esau and the sibling rivalry to end all sibling rivalries.
The favoritism of a mother towards her baby.

I ask my children, "Do you think it is ok for a parent to have a favorite?"

"No," they reply.  "It would just cause trouble and jealousy."

Katie pipes up again.  "Yeah, like if I was your favorite."

"Which you are not.  I don't have a favorite."

"Yeah," she says with a sly grin, "You are good at keeping that a secret."

Insert giggles here.

I keep reading.

Gracie does a cartwheel.  (her 537th today)

DJ and Drew work with Lincoln Logs while Mari has a conversation with a jump rope (how did that end up in the family room?)

We pray for Daddy to get done quickly so he can come home and get some sleep.  Then DJ offers to blow out the candles.

He blows wax all over the coffee table.


Like I said yesterday, Christmas does not have to be picturesque or perfect to be memorable.  We are living proof.

Now I need to go clean up that wax.

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