It’s not that the kids didn’t say anything funny, I was just moving too fast to write it down. That is, until tonight. Scott and the older two boys headed to a flag football game, while the girls, Luke and I held down the fort here. We decided to have some quesadillas for dinner (punting as I didn’t have a thing thawed out for dinner). Randomly, I start singing, “Quesadillas, quesadillas!” and Clare starts dancing, of course.
Because really, when someone starts singing in Spanish, one must dance. No?
Then, just busts out with this gem, “Dance with Jesus, Dance with Jesus.” I nearly cried I was laughing so hard. Oh Clare Bear, stay this funny forever please.
We have a pretty low-key weekend. We’ll be enjoying some Dad time. If you wondered where the heck I was this week, I was flying S-O-L-O because the hubster was at a conference in San Diego. That is hard work. I’m thankful to have him back. And…I have a really fun announcement to make on Monday. It’s been brewing in my head for quite some time, but this weekend, I get to make it a reality and share it with you on Monday. Hooray!
And, in picture news. They’re coming. Next week. Promise, promise.
Make it a great weekend!