Well, welcome to September, historically the busiest month of the year for hurricanes in the Gulf of Mexico. And the next named storm is scheduled to be Hurricane Nana. Can’t wait …
Yesterday
I got up at my usual time right at 6 a.m.
That gave me about an hour and a half to get going with my Monday work
before the Littles started appearing.
And sure enough, around 7:15 Noa and Ezra made their way into the
light. Well, they did have one brief glitch. Ezra came into the office with a shirt on top
and nothing on the bottom, “half-nessed” as opposed to “bus-nessed.” He was asking for help to turn on the hall
light. Seems their suitcases were in
there, and Noa was helping him get dressed.
I obliged, and they continued on with their morning preparations.
At
Josiah’s request as the only older brother around, I went over to the Donut
Shop and got some donuts for breakfast.
Good idea, Josiah. The three of
them played together for a while, then Chris hooked them up with some homework. They weren’t exactly excited about that
transition. They did well, though. Noa was figuring out the seasons. It didn’t make sense at first why December
should be included with January and February as Winter. Then Chris mentioned that it was because
December was cold like the other two.
And a light bulb went off. Gotta
love those “Ah-ha moments.” The other
thing that entertained me about the school experience yesterday came when
Josiah started his math word problems.
He read the problem, then stared into space appearing to mouth some
things and count others on his fingers.
Then he suddenly wrote the answer down on the page. De ja vu to the days of his Uncle
Nathan. That’s exactly how he used to do
his math. And de ja vu as well to Chris’
response to that internal processing … “You have to show your work. I can’t tell how you did it.” And the inevitable reply, “Well, is the
answer right?” Now to Chris’ credit, she
didn’t just look up the answer in the teacher’s book. She plodded through all the steps and worked
it out on paper to show him the steps he needed to provide for her on the paper,
“so she could understand it.” He kind of
rolled his eyes, and ever-so-patiently did his best to do it her way. My favorite part of it all was when his
original answer came out to be the correct one.
Love it.
The
kids had ramen noodles for lunch per their request. Then Josiah, Noa and I played a game of
Telestrations . Josiah and I kind of
made up our own rules. The game went
downhill when every time I received a challenge from Josiah, it had some
version of “stupid teenagers” for me to draw.
Have you ever sketched a “Stupid teenager bed” before? I have …
Last
night I had the enviable task of attending a parents’ meeting for Jachin and
Micah’s baseball team. Only had to drive
to Sugarland for the meeting and for them to attend practice. That’s a little over an hour away. Shades of our days of going to basketball
games when our boys were younger. They
seem to be enjoying the sport, though. I
took what notes I could and picked up Micah’s uniform, so I guess I performed my
parents’ meeting task in passable fashion.
Wonder what’s on tap for today’s action …
James
3:13 says, “Who is wise and understanding
among you? Let them show it by their
good life, by deeds done in the humility that comes from wisdom.”
Father,
thank you for riding with the boys and me on our journey to Sugarland. And thanks for giving Chris the stamina to
handle the Littles while we were away.
Amen.
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