Monday

This pretty much sums up my Monday. It keeps staring at me and growing. Maybe if I throw a sheet over it, it will magically disappear. Doubtful.

Since my boss is at his office, I took a break. It is gloomy outside but the flowers make it seem brighter.

The kids and I were in the front yard the other day and Craig pulled up along the side of the house. This was our convo.

C: You must have an exceptional yard man.

Me: Yes, and he is cheap.

C: Maybe he should get a raise since he works so hard.

Me: Nah, he already knows he is hot & sexy!

He started laughing, and then the kids started cracking up. Then, Claire said, "What is sexy?" Since I did not have a Webster's or a James Dobson book hand, I said, "It just means you think your husband is handsome and your wife is pretty. "

Getting ready for church yesterday, I heard Claire look at herself in the mirror and say, "Am I sexy?" Faith said, "No, you have to be married to be sexy. You are still just pretty."

If my mom or mother-in-law is reading this, I am sorry. We don't have 3 kids without encouraging our relationship! (not that I plan on using that word anymore near your grandchildren - geez, they are too smart! )

Speaking of encouraging, this post ministered to me greatly at (In)Courage this morning. I hope it blesses you as well.