Last night consisted of some real gems that I just had to share.
First of all, I had some rockin' 80s Christian tunes in my head and I kept singing different lines like, "We aaaarrree His hands....We aaaarrree His feet...." (Petra, anyone?)
Because Aaron will be gone all weekend, we had pancakes and sausage since he will miss our traditional Saturday morning routine. So Daniel says: "Does sausage come from PIGS?"
"Yes, Daniel, it is pork."
(After pondering this for a moment...) "Man, pigs make GOOD STUFF." Mmm, yup.
Jonathan exclaimed: "To the CHEESE BOAT!" Which we are still trying to understand...
Aaron watches Hope eating for a moment. She attacks each bite of sausage with vigor, slamming her fork prongs into each one and eating much faster than normal. Aaron says, "Hope eats like a trucker who just pulled into the interstate diner. More flapjacks, Flo!!"
Then I think of more songs...."They don't knnnoooooowwww that I go running home when I fall down. They don't knnnooooowww who picks me up when no one is around. (Quiet, with feeling now:) I drop my sword and look up for a smile. Cause deep inside this armor: The warrior is a child....." (Twila Paris, gotta love 'er)
Aaron now puts his shirt collar up to go with my 80s flashbacks.
Daniel then says, "Your husband is your brother!!" Uhm, no Daniel, my husband is my husband. "YOUR HUSBAND IS YOUR BROTHER!" No, my husband is my spouse!!"
"YOUR HUSBAND IS YOUR BROTHER IN CHRIST!!" ok, ok. got it.
Me: "In a little while we'll be with the Father, can't you see him smile? OOoooooOoooOooooo In a little while we'll be with the Father, in a whhhiiiiillllle. We're just here to learn to love Him, we'll be home in just a little while......" (Amy Grant, I think)