This morning it was the red hooded sweater and the book…At dinner it looks like this:
Last Sunday it was the shirt with buttons and a belt…
…and of course Dada can’t go anywhere near the tools without handing Charlie a wrench or screw driver of his own to use too!
….The apple just does not fall far from the tree…
Give the father (or grandfather for that matter) a vacuum and Do NOT expect to see them for the next three hours-- DO expect they will eliminate dust and dirt from places you didn’t even know to look for it!Give the son a vacuum for the first time. Show him how it sucks up pine needles. Watch the intense fervor spread across his face as he is busy for the next hour--even meticulously noticing and picking out red pieces of lint from the needles before vacuuming them because Mama had said (when he went after the leaves on the fichus and the soot in the fireplace) to only vacuum up the needles!
I find I heartily agree with the Psalmist:
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,
the fruit of the womb a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
are the children of one's youth.
Blessed is the man
who fills his quiver with them!
Psalm 127:3-5
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