As is often the case, a couple of these stories are old hat to our Facebook friends, but they must be recorded for posterity.
While trick-or-treating through the neighborhood on Halloween, Matt and the girls approach the home of one of our neighbors. They are a couple about my parents’ age and they are hosting two exchange students this year. As one of the foreign girls opens the door, Ellie declares, “Oh look! It’s the maid!”
Another time recently, Ellie and her sisters had destroyed their room. Their consequence was to get up early before Friday classes to clean it up so that they could go skating after classes that afternoon. At 4 a.m., as Matt and I were getting up, we hear a door open down the hall and little feet shuffling toward us. Ellie comes in all squinty-eyed with her blanket up by her face and groans, “I can’t clean. It’s too dark!”
Lastly, we were out to dinner recently as a family. We were trying to broaden the girls’ horizons a bit, so we opted for a Chinese restaurant for dinner instead of our standard Mexican fare. Emma had gone to use the restroom and was gone a ridiculously long time. The bathroom was just a few feet from our table and it was a “one holer”, so to speak, so I was confident nothing questionable was going on. Another woman was waiting outside the door for her chance to use the bathroom so I send another child to tell Emma to hurry up. She finally joins us back at the table going on and on about this (very normal) bathroom. After her lengthy description of all its details she looks at her hands and exclaims, “Wait! Why did I wash my hands? I didn’t even go!” and then excuses herself to go do what she forgot to do the first time. 🙂
Life is never boring!
For His Glory ~
~ Sara
My Ears Are Tired 