My kids have got it bad. I feel like I have been nagging them all day long to get their school work done. Finally, I told them that I wasn’t going to say another word, but if they didn’t get their work done we wouldn’t be going to the pool this afternoon. I don’t think we’ll be going to the pool this afternoon.
I spent a little time outside this morning, mainly doing the things I should have done in the fall: raking soggy leaves, cleaning garbage out of the trees, picking up toys and such that were left in the grass over the winter. It is starting to look pretty good, at least the few feet that I have covered so far. I’ll need to dig out the mower this weekend.
We started our Spanish language program on Monday. It’s kind of fun, and the boys are motivated since we are planning to go back to Mexico.
I had a little chat with Colton. It went something like this:
Mom: Colton, I’ve been thinking about your fish.
Colton: Yeah?
Mom: Yes, and I was thinking that we have no way of knowing what kind of lives they had before they moved here. Some of them might be old, or sick, or not been fed properly.
Colton: Yeah?
Mom: Yes. So I was thinking that even the fish that have died probably lived longer than they would have if you hadn’t brought them home. And you gave them the best last few days of their lives. I think they were so glad to be in your aquarium and to spend their last days being taken care of by you.
Colton: Yeah!
Mom: So maybe God is helping you become a person who can take good care of things, even if it’s only for a little while. Maybe you are becoming the kind of person who can take care of things that other people don’t want to take care of. Or maybe you are becoming the kind of person who can take care of things that other people have even abused. I don’t know for sure, but maybe.
Colton: (big grin) Thanks, Mom.
Mom: …thanks, God.
