The funnies at my house was after prayer time tonight Daniel was crying a little with his face buried in his pillow. I asked him what was the matter, and he eeked out, "You hurt my feelings!" Then, kinda like a gopher popping his head up out of a hole, he sat up, dried the tears and said in a most congenial tone, "but the good news is, I know what 16 plus 16 is!" "Really!", I said, trying hard not to laugh. I wasn't aware things could get so good so fast! Well, so I need to explain carrying tomorrow, as he left his Mr. Ten out in the dark with no where to go. I think that God puts Moms and kiddos together at bedtime because the funny things they say are like His gigantic eraser to anything else that may have gone wrong during the day.
Note from the editor: It can only go up from here. Since my original post, Bethany got sick in the night, and Daniel's battery operated car is going off in Danny's desk drawer where I've hidden it to mask the sound following my search and rescue mission in the bowels of his toy shelf. Daniel slept through both events of course.