Yesterday morning Caleb prayed (and I heard him) that we would have chicken divan for dinner.
Davy-do promptly prayed (and I heard him) that we would NOT have chicken divan for dinner.
The Lord was in control……..not me.
I found my recipe. I got out some chicken, defrosted it, poached it. We were gonna have it.
Then, Jacob had a wire come off a bracket on his braces and the orthodontist asked us to come in at 4:15. By the time we were done, I knew I did not have enough time to put together and bake the chicken divan.
It ended up being a sandwich night.
No one was disappointed. In fact, Caleb and Davy never even mentioned chicken after their prayers.
They were thinking of other things by dinner time.
Like making a catapult out of a plastic spoon, taped generously round and round the top of a wooden Thomas track.
And pretending to be ducks. David was Super Hero Duck. Caleb was just Duck. I was Mama Duck. (even though I didn’t want to play)……..I did end up quacking once or twice.
And coloring. Caleb colored me a purple donut. David colored Uncle David a picture, and mailed it.
Then, at bedtime, they brushed their teeth together, using bar soap instead of toothpaste. I didn’t ask why.
This morning, I woke up to a world of white…more snow.
Sethie has a cold and is sneezing, Ethan is getting him up out of his crib and saying “Good morning!”
We are having french toast, scrambled eggs & Grandpa’s homegrown bacon for breakfast…..yum yum! (We had to do something to use up some of those wonderful eggs….I have three doz. of them, in the fridge. And ten more expected to be collected again today.)
Because of Him~