This morning in church our preacher told this story:
A baby was born premature. Her parents named her Abigail. Due to her prematurity, Abigail was very anemic and needed a blood transfusion. Family & friends came in to pray for her and have their blood tested for compatibility. Shortly after, the family's minister was called and asked to donate blood as his was the only match found for Abby. He gladly donated blood & Abby thrived.
10 years later the same minister told this story as he prepared to baptize Abby. He said, "My blood was the only blood that could save her then. We're all going to die. Christ's blood is the only blood that can save us."
B.B. was setting next to me and not paying a lick of attention, or so I thought. After Preacher finished his story, B.B., rather loudly, said, "We're gonna' die?!"
Not realizing at first what he was referring to I whispered, "No, Baby. You're not dying."
"Dat man said we're gonna' die!" pointing at Preacher.
"Oh, yeah, someday everyone is going to die."
"Sunday everyone is gonna' to die?!"
"No, not Sunday. Someday."
"Oh. OK."
We had a great visit with Inkling last night. The kids were thrilled to have her here. They drug her and Aunt D in to see our "secret" bathroom. (#1 Son has decided any bathroom you can only get to by going through a bed room is secret. He's fascinated by master suites.) The showed off their bed rooms. They made Inkling look at nearly everything they own. They enticed stories from her as they ate their dinner (I so wish I'd have had a tape recorder. Grace wrote about Inkling's stories last week. All I know is the story contained a bear, a mountain goat that saved Inkling, blueberry pie for the goat, our cows all going to preschool, and lobsters named Fred & Eugene pinching my fanny). We ate potato soup (I posted it on wha'cha got cookin'? last night). We talked. We laughed. We took pictures. I only wish it could have lasted a few days instead of a few hours...but I doubt Henry David is willing to part with her for the 3 months it would take for her to spend that kind of time with everyone.
We had Trunk or Treat at church this morning. I was a little puzzled when I got there to find quite a few of the kids in full costume. We weren't in Church last week so I didn't know about it until we got there & since we don't do Halloween at our house, none of my kids have costumes. But Husband's Aunt C improvised making BabyGirl Queen Esther with a paper crown and a few strands of beads. She dug out an old Christmas program costume, and made B.B. an astronaut. I don't know if #1 Son opted out of costuming or if they ran out of supplies, but he didn't seem to care. One little girl who was also costumeless was given a giant ribbon used to decorate the pulpit at Christmas to put on her head and they tied a giant gift tag around her neck. It was precious!
Costumes or no, my kids came home with 3 grocery sacks full of goodies. They were thrilled!
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Yahooo for Inkling, Yahooo for Candy and just when ya think they aren't paying attention they creep up and suprise the dickens out of ya. Makes ya go hmmmmmmm
Oh, Farmie, it's so nice that Inkling came to visit. Be sure and tell her hi for me.
We have "trunk or treat" at church Wednesday night, but I'm not sure I'm going to participate. I took all my candy to the RV park the kids were in yesterday. Were the trunks very elaborate?
We're doing our trunk 'r treat on Halloween night. We'll also have cookies and cider. Guess who's in charge of it? Yep, you guessed it... yours truly. Thankfully I've hardly done anything but delegate. It's actually a very easy thing to put on, but fun! We're expecting over 200 kiddos at ours!
I was nearly in tears on the way home, realizing I didn't get more than a few minutes with just you. My mom noticed and said that there has to be some way for her to get us to be able to have some girlfriend/cousin time. But I did love telling your kiddos stories, and hanging out with all of you guys, even if it was just for a few hours.
By the way, the preschool attending cows all took turns trying to jump over the moon, but only Tinkerbelle managed to do it. The rest of them fell short somehow and went kerplunk on the ground. Tinkerbelle then took your two eldest for a ride around the moon and by the stars, until floating safely to the ground. And of course, everyone knows that Tinkerbelle was the only one who could do it because she was the only cow named after a fairy, so she was obviously the only cow you own that has secret wings. It also did involve your children climbing up on the roof, and sneaking out of the house while you were asleep, but I don't think they will try it in real life.
Oh, and Fred and Eugene only pinched your bottom because they were afraid you were going to cook them in a soup. And they wanted to liiivvve. =)
looking forward to seeing you again someday real soon, Inkling
I miss stories like that Inkling! The crazy Mud Hut man used to tell stories like that... I'm glad you two got some time to interact, even if not just the two of you. I'm sure that somehow, you'll find time to squeeze in a coffee with no urchins.
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