Ready to laugh?
Close your eyes and picture this...
(duh. Don't really close your eyes. You need them to read.)
We're sitting at a stop sign waiting for the busy morning traffic to pass. The sun is shining brightly in the East. Addison is my co-passenger and our destination is preschool. I look to my right, then my to my left, but am blinded by the sun. I raise my hand to shield the rays and our conversation goes like this:
A: What are you doing, Mommy?
M: I'm blocking the sun so I can see if there are cars coming.
M: Because the sun is bright.
A: I said, "JESUS!" Jesus, please stop Mr. Sunshine for a minute so it doesn't hurt my mom's eyes.
And then, for an instant an inflated cumulonimbus (thunderstorm cloud...my husband's a teacher, ya know) floats in front of good 'ol Mr. Sunshine and blocks his rays.
Ok, this last part didn't happen, but we did get to cross traffic safely. Prayer answered.
Good story, huh? I've got plenty more where that came from. I've been back-logging them in my brain and need a release.
More to come...