Talks in their Towels

This was the exchange of words we had tonight following bathtime:

Me: Guys, guess who's going to be at church tomorrow?
Adden: Jesus.
Me: Wow, Adden. Yeah, Jesus better be there, you're right.
Selah: Why?
Me: Cause it wouldn't be church without Jesus.

Me: So who else will be at church?
Adden: G'and pap.
Me: Yep, Grandpap will be there.
Selah: So Jesus will be at church? Will I see His face?
Adden (head bowed suddenly, hands folded): Thank you Jesus. In Jesus' name, Amen.

Me: Wow, Adden did you just pray randomly?
Adden: Yesh.
Selah: So are we going to see Jesus' face or not?
Me: Sort of yes, sort of no. (Long strange explanation ensues as both kids lose interest.)

Me: So who we should see at church tomorrow is Miss Laura and Cousin Brian.
Selah: Ooooh oooh oooh! I love Miss Laura. I'm going to give her the biggest hug ever.
Adden: Boppie? BOPPIE! Yesh! (As he makes frantic attempts to jump off the ground.)

So Brian and Laura, moral is:

Jesus should be at church tomorrow.
As should two huge fans of yours.

But It's Not A Cape

I have a very random confession for you today.

Sometimes I feel like Superwoman.

For real.

I have a cape of sorts, you see. And in it, I feel like I can do anything.

Is there anything you do (drink coffee?) or wear (a cape of sorts?) which makes you feel like you can tackle the world? (Complete with the sound effect of careening through the air?)

Just curious. Thanks.

I Love October

"That's Just J-Bay Being Manny!"

The Postseason + Paul + Veggie Dogs + Snuggling + A Sox Win =

Bliss