Heard around our hood.... on Daddy

We spent father's day at my parent's house, enjoying my dad and my brother Dave.  I am so thankful for the role that each of them plays in my kids' life.  SO thankful.

Until God brings us our own Daddy, we have them.

And Uncle Joel, Uncle Tim, Uncles Matt, Jake, Jim, George, . . . .

 

 Happy father's day, and thank you, to ALL of them.

 

Last night at bedtime, Seth and I were talking about "getting married."

He seemed to have some misguided notion about marriage.... including that it "hurts" and could kill you.  As quick as I was to jump to thinking he might need some serious counseling (ha ha ha), Seth got up and found a red, plastic heart in his room.  The heart has an arrow through it, representing Cupid's arrow of love.

Oh.my.word.

 

Seth thought that getting married meant that you get hit by an arrow and die.

I almost died of laughter -- which I held in . . . mostly.

 

I spent some time talking to Seth about marriage and who we know that is married.

Papa and Grandma

Aunt Lisa and Uncle Tim

Aunt Holly and Uncle Jim

Miss Julie and Mr. Holt

The list goes on.

 

I wasn't really sure he grasped it.

 

Then there was this morning, completely out of the blue:

 

Seth:  "Mom, I want you to marry a boy!"

 

"Seth, I think that's a great idea!  Let's pray for that!!"

 

Seth:  "Zechariah, WE ARE GOING TO HAVE A DADDY!!!!"

 

Oh dear.  Your prayers for speed on this one are MUCH appreciated!!