The child that has been so shy that he can not look a person in the eye and answer a question has found his words. And left me without mine.
The other day he told me they were discussing passions in Sunday School. How we should have a passion for pursuing Christ and telling others about Him. The leaders asked the children to tell what their parents’ passions were. My son waved his hand in the air and told them “My mom’s passions are Facebook, Facebook, Facebook, and cooking.”
And then…
Today while at the doctor’s office our pediatrician was asking if I was still homeschooling and how it was going. We chit-chatted all friendly-like and out of curiosity asked me if we were taking some time off or if we were working through the summer. I explained we year-round because of the pregnancies and new babies. And I reminded her just how ill I was with the last pregnancy and took quite a bit of time off and that we were catching up now. When my son interjected with, “Yeah, we didn’t do any schoolwork for a year. All mom did was lay on the couch.”
And speaking of not being able to speak. Or wishing others wouldn’t…
I was in town the other day for an appointment. The well-dressed, well-spoken woman at the front desk was commenting on how many children we had, were they all ours, and then said, “Oh, just look at all of them, and they all look healthy. That’s good.”
The person smiling sheepishly and shrugging? That would be me.
