We got a dishwasher! Since I've moved out on my own, I have not had a dishwasher. That's been 11 years! So, the boys have been sleeping in the box for the second night now. I love that they are able to do that. We have nowhere to be tomorrow, except baseball practice in the evening. I love those days.
I have some documentation of our life that I'd like to share. While Heather over at Moving Castle is talking about the birds and the bees, my youngest is having discussions about death. We've had a lot of death in our family. I'm sure that weighs on a little brain.
Youngest: So you (me) will die first, then daddy, then [oldest], then me. So, how old will I be?"
Me: Well, we don't know when we will die.
Youngest: So, how old will I be?
Me: I don't know how old you will be.
Youngest: Will I go to heaven?
Me: If you know Jesus, you will go to heaven. Do you believe in Him?
So that has been our conversation a few times. What a great kid.
On another note, it's been raining forever. And ever. I'm behind on the laundry...but not the dishes! My house is a mess. Obedience training for Cutie starts in a week. There are my rambling thoughts.