I’m making the mountain we’re going to eat on with Jesus!
(See for example Isaiah 25:6-9)
At the zoo this morning…
Cousin E, having seen MrH eat animal crackers earlier: Where’s the animal crackers? Where’s the animal crackers?
They didn’t bring any.
MrH walks over, silently pulls up his shirt, and points to his belly.
While Dada was putting up the shower curtain rod in the bathroom (which had fallen down), Micah came into my bedroom.
MrH: “I will protect you, Mama. I will protect you from the loud noises.”
Mama: “Oh that’s so sweet, come give me a hug!”
He came over and stood next to me.
MrH: “I will hold your hand. I will stand right next to you. I will protect you while Dada making loud noises.”
“Hey! Are those alligators eating me up?”
“I’ll eat you up, I love you so!”
“No! Not yet!”
“No! I’m Micah!” *falls down, crawls into pile of laundry*
This afternoon we were getting Micah ready to go over to Nana’s house for dinner. Micah said he wanted to put his shoes on “all by myself” and he did! He velcroed the straps and everything.