Well, well, well….a surprise visit from my sweet hubby… (who in the heck let him out of the crawl space anyway?)…..but there he goes again making everyone laugh…. so it was good to have him get out and for all of us to have a good hearty giggle. It feels so good to laugh, doesn’t it?

On the homefront….Autumn’s dog Polly is here for 10 (long) days while I grandpet sit and each of the SIX (count them) times I was awaken throughout last night to Polly yelping at the top of her little lungs I couldn’t help but wonder if poor Dw was also woke up in the crawl space by Polly?? I was actually thinking of opening the trap door and slinging Polly in there to keep him company…..maybe it would help him out some…..ya’ know, suffering like he is….By the way honey…what did you get this morning at your favorite coffee shop in the sweet little town that you are on your retreat to go with your mocha?? Was it their famous cinnamon roll??? You poor thing, I’m sooo sorry!!

My morning, dear hubby, started with putting the babies in the bath….and I scurried to the next room to switch loads of clothes and popping back in to check on them playing…and one of the times I came in your little man Elijah said, “This!” (He says “this” and “no” all the time.)…He simultaneously reached his little hand to mine and reaching over he gently deposited a good sized poop ball in my palm. At about that same moment Elizabeth reached her hand to mine and gave me a larger one still. Our very first treasures from our children that were “handmade” which (not to worry) I laid them carefully on your desk upstairs so you can have these first gifts from our precious new bundles of fun!!

I then went to dress the babies. I was almost finished dressing Elizabeth and someone came to the door. I went to the door cause the kids were yelling it was our neighbor. Well it was not our neighbor, but Kyle and he needed me to find some things and I left Elijah there, who I could hear crying. When I was finished getting Kyle what he needed I went back to dress Elijah and sat down on the little quilt where he was laying and found that he had peed all over (and I mean all over) the quilt and I had just sat in it. Special, special memories.

Then I decided I should trim Elizabeth’s toe nails and took my glasses off and started that task. All of a sudden a piece flew off and literally hit me in the corner of my eye and stuck there. I was talking to our precious son Tyler as he was driving back to his base and had to put the phone down so I could go to the bathroom and sure enough there was a piece of toe nail embedded in the corner of my eye but sticking straight out. oiadsjf;oi aij oij;arie ioo;ijfas Oh sorry, my vision is so blurry from that ol’ toe nail it’s hard to see the keyboard.

Let’s see this morning in about one hours time I have had poop handed to me (twice!), sat in a boatload of pee (I had found him drinking water in the tub from his little boat – that explains the “boatload”), and had a toe nail get stuck in the corner of my eye. And just how was that cinnamon roll and mocha, dear?

By the way, I am so glad he mentioned his poor broken fingers…doggone it – that explains it!! I wondered why he hadn’t changed either baby since my return from Africa?!?!?! – silly me! Can’t wait for you to come Mr. Daddy and set those poor dangling fingers of his and he can pitch in again cause I’m sure he would if he could…….

And for all of those who are dying to hear more from my man and how you wished I would let him have his own blog?? Well ladies and gents…..I set him up with his very own blog months ago, infact, (long before I even went to Africa)…. even decorated it up a bit for him…(after all, only a little goes a long way cause we wouldn’t want to make it a girly-man blog)……so your wish has been there all along…right under your noses…he’s had it for months…here’s the link: One Life, One Legacy Sign up, become a follower – give my guy a thrill. It may even spur him to write more often….who knows.

Speaking of writing on his blog…. many of you know that Dw used to be a lawyer?? Yes indeed, the first two years we were married I put him through Law School….then he practiced law for nearly 11 years until we felt God tugging on our heart in a different direction. We closed his very successful law practice and packed up three kids and headed to seminary in Virginia. When Dw was a lawyer he worked hard and he worked long hours….but nothing like senior pastoring.

Someone once said to me, “I wish my husband was a pastor so that he could only work on Sundays. It must be so nice to have him home with you all the time.” I bit my tongue (and that is why I can wear my tongue ring to this day). Senior pastoring is way different than anything else. And for all of you who have a senior pastor….let me assure you from inside this fish bowl…..they work long hours and many, many, off hours as well. Hospital calls, meetings, emergencies, things people never have a clue about – because of all the yuk in people’s lives that senior pastors are called on to help with. We have “shared” him on our special birthdays, anniversary, holidays…..and yes, that means the senior pastors family’s life is way different than most people’s lives. They don’t walk away at the end of the day. They are senior pastoring because they are passionate about people’s lives and eternal destinations. They are driven by that passion to make a difference. And that makes for long days and often long nights and an absence of ‘days off’.

My point in mentioning all that is that that is probably why he doesn’t write as much on his own blog. It was started to train and teach pastors (which he LOVES to do)…so they could log on around the world and have a word from their pastor/friend/mentor….. But you are welcome to join him over there.

He will be making guest appearances from time to time at A Place Called Simplicity…because we are a team and we do have lots and lots of fun together….actually speaking of fun….we (together) have another story to tell of something that he and I laid in bed and laughed for a long, long time about the other night (actually almost wet my pants laughing so hard)…..but that’s for another day…..

Until then, check out his blog….he’ll be tickled you did….