Sweet Nick

I love 3-year olds. Tomorrow is Andrew's birthday and Nick helped me wrap presents. Then we hid them in the spare room.
Nick: "But Mum, if Dad comes in the front door then he will go in the spare room and see the presents."
Mum: "It's okay, I hid them in the cupboard."
N: "Oh, good."
- Then at dinner:
N: "Dad, we wrapped your presents and we hid them in..."
M: "Nick, don't tell him where they are, it's a surprise, remember?"
N: "I won't!" ..."Dad, we hid them in the spare room in the cupboard so don't look in there."

Too much excitement for one 3-year old to keep to himself.
These are the days I will miss when they have passed.

Women

Spending 3 days away with 11,000 women.
Exactly what the doctor ordered.
I'm by myself and yet in the company of many women who are determined to be the change in their world.

Thank you Jesus for refreshing my heart and changing my perspective.

Too much

Building [part of] a house is too much for me. Someone help. Oh that's right, lots of people are helping. Doing loads more work than me actually. Why is this so hard for me? I'm off to bed after hours perusing websites for which dishwasher/oven/stovetop/rangehood, etc, etc. Seriously... why is it that I can live in many different houses over the years, mostly happy with whatever appliances are there, but then choosing our own becomes this pseudo-all-important-yet-actually-quite-important task?? Just have to choose and focus on the big picture. That's my midnight conclusion. Goodnight and good luck to me. Ha.

front of the house