If I ever wondered what I must look/sound like to God, I get some pretty good glimpses of it in my life these days. What a blessing to have a Heavenly Father who is patient and gracious! Today we had a fun morning playing with Ethan and Ella's friend Jacob here at the house. At one point Ethan had a major meltdown because his playdoh snake got "broken". It took an unfortunate amount of time to get him calmed down enough to comprehend that the whole point of playdoh is the fact that it can be fixed over and over again. Once he realized/remembered this, he really got into the idea of seeing how many snakes he could transplant together.

The three kids got into a discussion about who was a big kid. Ella was sure that Jacob was, but Ethan wasn't so sure about it (Jacob is in between our kids' ages). Ethan's big sticking point? "His head isn't as big as this one" while pointing to his own noggin. Not many are, my son. Later in the day Ethan (apparently still thinking about the finer points of this) let me know that big kids can chew gum, and he's pretty excited about when that day comes. It's good to have goals, right? I'll be more inclined to consider that possibility when he makes it through more than a couple days without a crying fit because he bit his finger or tongue while eating.

Nobody wanted to nap today (at least nobody shorter than 3 feet tall), so quiet time was short and not very quiet. Hopefully they'll be tired early tonight?