From the Mouths of Babes

Well our trip to our new home was quite the adventure. Prior to our travels I kept telling myself that it was just going to be one day and no matter what happened I could deal with it. Well, that one day turned into 40 hours! It seemed that with each little bump in the road the boys reminded me of what was really important. It was a little disheartening to walk up to our departure gate in Chicago to find that our plane was just pulling away from the door. We were told initially that we would have to wait until the evening of the next day to continue with our travels. As I sat their thinking that in the "one day" we would have only travelled from Louisville to Chicago I heard the boys break out in song. "Jesus loves the little children...." Okay I thought there in no need to be upset. Then after spending hours in the airport trying to rearrange flights we were told that we would have to collect all 16 of our bags and carry them back to the hotel. I headed to the hotel with the boys while Ted stayed behind to try to work something out. All the way to the hotel Josiah sang at the top of his lungs "Jesus loves the little children...". When we got to the hotel I tried to get all the boys to bed - we started our travels about 12pm and it was now close to 10pm for them. Then I hear Caleb call my name. "Caleb, please go to sleep it is late and we have to get up really early." "But Mommy, we need to pray." That's right, my sons keep me in line! The next day proved to be a little less dramatic, but we still had a few bumps. We missed yet another connection, but we were just rolling with the punches by then. As we sat on our last flight the announcements came on in a language we did not understand, the stewardess asked us what we wanted in a language we did not understand. For the first time we were "odd man out". Josiah's favorite song right now is "Once Again" and midway through our last flight, singing loudly in a language few if any on board understood, he began to sing it. "Jesus Christ, I look upon your sacrifice, You became nothing, poured out to death. Many times I wonder at your gift of life and I'm in that place once again." He repeated these lines a few times and I just sat in my chair and laughed.


Needless to say we have made a few adjustment since arriving in our new city. The biggest adjustment so far? Line drying makes softner ineffective! Towels aren't the comfort they once were. Oh well, We'll continue to laugh about our exfoliating towels so we don't cry about it.