I finally had a chance to try my loaf of cinnamon raisin bread we bought at the Amish store. No idea what state the store was in. The bread, however, exceeded all expectations. It was really good. I can see what will be a part of breakfast for a while.
Josh
and Christi had a lunch meeting, and the kids were all at their homeschool
co-op, so I went over to none other than Whataburger to get us some lunch.
Whataburger. It’s been a while. Welcome back to Texas.
We
were designated picker-uppers of AnnaGrace and Luke. Christi had to work the
pickup line and Josh was still in his meeting. We didn’t have car seats, so we
all just hung out by the window of Dad’s office.
While
we were at the church waiting for Josh and Christi to finish up their duties
there, Chris was most definitely playing the role of Nani. AnnaGrace and Luke climbed up on a
column. Chris warned them to be
careful. You know. That sort of thing. At one point, AnnaGrace came over to me and,
with her palm covering half of her mouth to hide her comment from Chris, she
whispered, “Is she always so … responsible? You’re not responsible. You’re
fun.” Yup. Good ol’ Responsible Nani. Gotta love her.
Matthew 5:8 says, “Blessed are the pure in
heart, for they will see God.”
Father,
thank you for Good ol’ Responsible Nani. Sure do love her. Amen.
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