EDIT: I just read Livi the comments people have left on her “nap blog.” She particularly liked “the girl who was dying laughing about me not being a nap fan” and asked me to read it to her again.
And yes, Beth Elaine, Gabe is a Hokies fan. We usually try to make it down to one game a year. Fun times!
My five-year-old just walked down the stairs with a smirk on her face. She is supposed to be napping. She rarely catches any zzzz’s, but I usually make her rest for awhile while her younger sister is asleep. I told her to get back in bed.
“I have a couple things to say to you first,” she said.
Amused, I let her continue.
“Number one, I’m not a nap fan. Number two, when can I get my hair cut? And number three, I’m starved.”
“Excuse me, what was number one again?” I asked.
“I said, I’m not a nap fan. You know how Daddy likes the Hokies, so he’s a Hokies fan? I’m not a nap fan. I don’t like them.”
Just for that, I let her get up. 🙂
Oh, and we have a groundhog that lives under our shed. Yesterday, I caught him under our apple tree, pilfering an apple. He carried it in his mouth back to his little home. For whatever reason, I found it odd.
I urge you to read my friend Kristen’s poignant account of her friend Gabe, the fallen soldier. I’m going to print it out and put it somewhere I can see it. Why, oh why, do I take so many blessings for granted? Why can I not stay focused on the only things that truly matter in this world? Thank you, God, for my own precious Gabe and my little ones. And my salvation. Help me to live like today could be my/his/their last.