Me: David, do you know what we are going to do tomorrow?
David: Yes. (this is his standard response--even though most of the time he doesn't know what we're doing tomorrow)
Me: What?
David: I don't know. (also a standard response)
Me: We are going to Grandma Linda's house!
David: But Grandma's payloader is broken! (I wonder how that could have happened.....little boy, screwdriver, plays kinda rough....hmmm)
I spent a couple of hours at Archery Outfitters in Sioux Falls getting some equipment updated. I can tell that it's been almost a year since I've shot my bow! I didn't shoot too badly although my "x" count was quite low. With a little more practice perhaps I'll be able to shoot Sectionals.
I also had lunch with David's birthmom, Sylvia today. My heart is so blessed that she would want to have lunch with just me. David has been with us all of the times previously, so I'm feeling honored that she would choose to spend a couple of hours with me. She is a neat young woman and I'm proud to know her!
We made it back to Brookings in time for Wednesday School at church and supper with Grandpa and Grandma Pickard. The kids got toys with their mac and cheese meal from Burger King, and it didn't take Grandpa and Grandma long to figure out how to entertain the kids.
Kassy has figured out how to get David to play with her. He is totally attached to the toolbox, tool belts, and tools that he got for Christmas, and sharing is not yet his strong suit. He will be "hammering" in a nail and not watching the tools in his toolbox and Kassy will come along and pick up one of them. She will make some noise to get David's attention, he'll see that she's got one of his tools, and she will run. David, of course, is in hot pursuit! It doesn't take him more than a few steps to catch her and yank the tool out of her hand. She doesn't cry, which makes me think that she's just waiting to see how he's going to protect his tools from her. David will try very hard to hold all of his tools in his hands, but it's just too hard to play that way, so eventually he'll lay one down and the chase begins all over again. I love watching them play, but I'm between a rock and a hard place to decide if I need to "talk" with Kassy about stealing David's tools or talk with David a bout sharing and stealing his tools back. Do you ever suppose God watches us, laughing and shaking his head at the same time?
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