They Must....

We have been really excited about spending time at the splash parks and pools this summer. Big Head has one friend that he enjoys going swimming with. You can see this pool from the street when you leave our neighborhood, so Noah is always looking to see if he sees his friend there. One day, we were passing by on the way to church and Noah screamed, "He's there, he's there!" He wanted to just stop and swim, but I had to be the bearer of bad news and tell him that we had to go to church instead =) He seemed fine with that and just sat in deep thought for a moment, then he said, "Mommy, my friend must already know Jesus real good, because he doesn't have to go to church all the time, he just gets to swim. Maybe they have a bunch of Bibles at home?" (P.S. This friend is not really always at the pool, they do know Jesus and have a Bible though =)

Fish Platter Coming Right Up

Noah and I had been discussing some things from Bible Study Fellowship. This year's study was on the book of John. We were about to step out of the van, when Noah got an idea, he proclaimed, "Mommy, I know what they eat in Heaven!" I was intrigued so I asked him to please tell me. "Fish!" he said. "They always ate fish with Jesus when He was here, so they must eat fish in Heaven to!"

He Can Taste Whatever He Wants To

We had been in a somewhat deep conversation about the Holy Spirit on this particular Sunday. Noah had many intelligent questions that I stumbled through answering. One question was about how God could be in Heaven, watching us, and also be in us. I gave the answer my best shot in trying to explain the Trinity. Though my effort seemed tireless to me, Big Head just didn't seem to get it. Well, I thought that most adults have trouble with that one to, though. So I just prayed for God to open Noah's heart and mind more and more each day. We went home, made lunch, and began pigging out. We were excited to try these new potato chips I had just bought. (I rarely buy chips, so this was big) Noah tore into them and then with his cheeks pouched out, he looked at me quickly. He chewed just enough to barely be able to speak, but his eyes were wide with wonder, so he couldn't take the time to completely finish. He then mumbled, "Mommy, can the Holy Spirit taste all the salt in these potato chips?!"

Oh, Yes, It Can Be Funny!!!

I was trying to make a comfy spot on the couch for my boys and I to relax for a few minutes, so I gathered up all the pillows and placed them on the couch. I sat down with Baby Christian, then it was Noah's turn. He tried to sit also, but he just could not seem to get comfortable. He finally remarked, "All these pillows make my brain hurt!" I just started dieing laughing. He glared at me with a fussy face and said, "Mommy, that Can't be funny!!"

Daddy Alarm!

Every Saturday, our city alarm goes off just to test it to ensure it works properly. If you have any doors or windows cracked it is pretty loud. We had our door slightly open, while Noah was busy cleaning his toys up in the living room. At that same time, Michael came walking through. He accidentally tripped on a toy at the very same time that the alarm sounded. Noah exclaimed, "Wow, that alarm goes off when Daddy's step on toys!"

Steak??

I am a vegetarian, so that makes this story a bit more funny: Big Head had a scabbed up knee from falling a few days earlier. He is quite the baby when he gets hurt! He always has to have Mommy kiss his boo boo and goes on and on about it if there is any mark left to see. So this scab was priceless to him. He came to me and put his leg over mine, so I could get a good look, then said, "Mommy, look at this boo boo, it got brown and now it looks like a little piece of steak!"

Gas Station Prayer

It was getting late, but we needed to refuel, so I pulled over to give the gas station all the rest of our money. As I was about to get out, Noah asked if I would go in and buy him a snack when I got done fueling up. I told him that it was late and we needed to get home, so I would not. I paid at the pump, got our gas, and stepped back in. Big Head then repeated his same question to me again. I told him that I had already said 'no' to getting him a snack inside and asked him why he thought I would have changed my mind in the last two minutes? He said, "Well, cause I was praying while you were gettin gas and I asked God to make you get me a snack." I thought it would be a good time to teach him a lesson on how God doesn't always give us everything we ask for, so I still didn't get him a snack, but the effort was adorable =)