Kiddos

This morning my grandpa asked me if he should check my blog to read my latest post. I told him that I hadn't had a chance to write it yet so I asked him what I should write about.

He suggested Psalms 11:4 "The Lord is in his holy temple; the Lord is on his heavenly throne. He observes everyone earth; his eyes examine them."

I love this verse and I want to talk about it but something else is distracting me this morning. Every year my family celebrates Christmas in January or February when we can all get together. It started way back when, my siblings were working in service industries and couldn't get time off around the holidays. As time went on they got married and by celebrating Christmas late we could guarantee to give people enough time to rearrange schedules with multiple families and get time off from work.

Normally we rent a place where we can all gather for a weekend. We chip in on meals and bring gifts to exchange. We get to spend time hanging out, catching up, tormenting each other and being woken up by siblings with dart guns. (That only happened once, brothers #1 and #3 decided brother #2 had been sleeping too long. I got the whole thing on video. It never fails to make me laugh.)

This year, COVID. (And isn't it strange that can be a complete sentence these days?) So instead of going somewhere those who can get together gathered at my parents house. Including the two nieces and the nephew. The older they get the more they crack me up. 

Michael (4 years old) says:

gggggggg

lgg hhhbh h hbb           bh                        ub

gggggg

The verse line is apparently translated: "I am checking a present". I have no idea what the rest supposedly says, he wouldn't tell me.

Addy (6 years old) says:

djdmssssksjjjdkkjjhdyduu

Translation: "Nothing but I say no tonight." I'm wondering if that means she's not planning on sleeping tonight? Have fun with that Mom and Dad! I'm grateful I live close enough to go to my own house!

She also typed her own name: addison

Ella (9 years old in a few days) says: 

I likepups

Translation: "I like puppies." She was a lot more shy about this because she wasn't sure what to day. I told her that was okay, it's part of being a writer. I never know what to say but I write a post each week. I tired to explain the job of an editor is to make our words make sense. Since her grandma is my editor this seemed like a logical explanation to me but she wouldn't go for it.

Another fun thing they did this weekend was when I showed up they were so excited to show me their paper airplanes. They kept telling me that Grandad had made them paper airplanes. It turns out their dad had made about 13 and their grandad had made about 2. That's okay though, all the kids could talk about was what their grandad had made for them. Dad's apparently not important when granddad is around. That's kids though.

Maybe next week we'll get a chance to look at Grandpa's devotions in Psalms. This week I'm going to go enjoy some time with these awesome kiddos. Have a great weekend!