Today, JB taught Sunday School with me.
Boy: Points at John. "What is his name?"
Wendi: "His name is John."
Boy: "No, what is his last name?"
Wendi: "Oh, his last name is hard. You can just call him Mr. John."
Boy: Shakes his head. "I can say that!" Pauses. "Okay, Mr. Hard? Can I have some more cookies?"
I'm still smiling about that one!
At least today, I was not compared to an air headed fish.
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In other news, my parents left very early this morning and were back in Fort Lauderdale by lunchtime. What a wonderful visit we had with them. We did a ton of eating, relaxing, walking, trips to the Bay . . . JB and I even took a brief break to go and see Marley and Me (very good but very sad) on Friday. We ended our visit last night by having some Indian food at a local restaurant owned by one of the physicians JB works with.
My Mom is so unbelievably helpful while she is here. I can't get her to relax: laundry, dishes, bottles, mopping my floors! She really blesses me during her time here. I truly get some "Mommy/wife vacation time" -- time I am really valuing as the "countdown-to-Elijah" marches onward.
We had a lot of plans for today, but since church, we've ended up each lying on a couch, with Isaac asleep on his Daddy's chest, Scrubs asleep by my feet, watching the Dolphins game! Scrubs and JB completed their longest run yet this morning in training for the half marathon in March: seven miles!
Scrubs is so cute when he gets back from a run. Normally that dog is attached to my hip, but after his run with JB, he won't leave JB. He sits on the ground while JB stretches, rubbing his face on JB's legs as if to say, "We're buddies! We are a team! We just ran seven miles together!"
Tomorrow I have an OB appointment and JB gets started on a pretty intensive week of the Family Medicine Team. But what a wonderful Christmas week we had as a family. We missed JB's family but truly had a very relaxing holiday. Hope everyone out there can say the same.