We are back at it. The three mile walk thing, I mean. Walk.
All walk. No running allowed this
time. Chris put her foot down. Literally.
Several thousand times. In fact
she kept going after the walk and did eight or ten flights of stairs, too. Did I mention she’s my exercise hero?
We also made a quick trip over to Target. I know what WalMart is like on a Saturday,
even an off-season Saturday. Wild and crazy.
I can’t remember the last time I went to Target on a Saturday,
though. After all, we have to get on 61st
Street to get there. That’s the
East/West boundary line, you know? Well …
we haven’t missed much. There weren’t nearly
as many people as frequent a WalMart on a sunny Saturday afternoon. Part of Target’s appeal, I guess.
So all we were getting there were some more
card holders for the baseball cards I garnered last week. One of the sets is being stored in a brand
that is terrible for the long-term health of the card. The other set that I haven’t dealt with yet
just needs some more empty spaces for places where there are two cards in the same
slot. We found them right off, but we
had to make a lap around the store.
Chris needed some more steps to get to her 10,000 goal. As it turned out, when we got home she had
9,990. Undeterred, she walked in circles
around the house to pick up those last few.
Success. And now it starts over
again …
Today I get to pick up an extra portion of
pastries for church. Corey, who usually
handles that task, won’t be there this morning.
Brennan has two baseball games. Out
of town games. In the extreme heat. And so does Cailyn in fact. Poor kids.
Wait. That’s not right. The kids are no doubt loving every minute of
it. Poor parents. Yep.
That the right one. Poor parents.
Matthew 5:48 says, “Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.”
Father, please be with all those kiddos who
will be running and playing out in the sun this afternoon. And help their parents find some shade. Amen.
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