So "Bill Grogan's Goat" is blaring through the house (the tragic yet redemptive story of a thieving goat's near death on train tracks). Sam is marching around wearing a huge yellow rubber glove on one hand and with the other, pulling his wagon of tools, most of which he can identify: "wench! scu-dwiva! saw! hamma!"
Oh, oh... new scene. He has abandoned the tool wagon for a rolling file cart. He has laid Mr Frog in it and is pushing him around the coffee table, marching briskly to "...found a peanut, found a peanut." Now, having suddenly cast himself upon the floor, he is kicking his legs and shouting, "mine! wench!"
I'm going to take a shower.
3 comments:
The way you can capture a scene with words, is almost better than a photo! I love to stay current with your blog! Hang in there, Oh great grower of people! We're praying for you as you at least observe Sammy (hard to keep up wiht him) and as you wait for your sweet little girl!
I can't believe I commented on your blog the very day of Sahara's birth day! Congratulations on the birth of your new baby girl! What a beautiful name, reminding us to always thirst for God... and also reminding you and Dan of your birth place!
Don Moen sings a very beautiful song which could be Sahara's theme song:
Thirsty for more of You
You're the River of Love
Flowing with grace and mercy
Flooding my soul
Filling my heart with peace
O River of Love
Like streams in the desert
Giver of life
Giving You life and love
To set me free
i imagine sam and the poor goat are exhausted by now. two months is a long time to march and blare. update, pretty please?
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