It's snowing/raining/nastying outside. I don't have sensible winter shoes, only some clog-like things that lead to wet socks in the nasty/sloppy snow. Ick. I have to say though, as long as I'm inside, I do love watching the snow fall. It's one of my favorite things.
I went to my mom's school today to take pictures of "Grandparents Day." Her kindergarten students were pretty excited to see Mrs. Komjati's son. "He's tall!" "He's taller than his mom." "He's taller than the building!" Ahh, the youngins...
They told me to some of the best jokes I've heard in a long time.
"Knock, knock"
(Who's there?)
"Banana."
(Banana who?)
"Banana smushed all over your face!"
They thought it was hilarious! Sometimes they substituted banana for spider. That's gross.
We talked about what makes us laugh. One kid said that he laughs when his sister falls off her chair, another said that he/she laughs when he/she gets tickled. My favorite was a little boy who said he laughs when his dad wears his mom's clothes and make-up. No lie.
I've been reading Job lately. I was under the impression that Job happily took whatever he was inflicted with. I was wrong. Job gets MAD after a while. I'm about half way done and I'm excited to see where it goes.
God is sovereign.
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