This afternoon Ben wanted a snack – he asked for a “French” muffin.
We figured out that he really wanted an English muffin ………… slight difference!
And then later, he asked for a “French” muffin again. Those different countries can be so confusing!
Who? Daddy, of course!
He wasn’t planning on being in Des Moines today, or yesterday, or tomorrow for that matter. He was planning on coming home the day before yesterday.
But an “act of God” (i.e. inclement weather) prevented him. The weather prevented thousands of other travelers from reaching their destinations as well.
So, this picture is a tribute to all the other travelers who did not plan on being stranded, to their families who miss them, to Daddy, who planned on reading his little boy a story tonight, and to the God whose weather is greater than all our plans.
Ben is playing with his wooden train set.
A cricket jumped onto the track (woe to that cricket!).
“Oh no! Catch that cricket.”
“Hey, everybody, look! There’s a cricket in the caboose.”
“Oh no! He went up my sleeve!”
Dad: “Don’t worry. He won’t eat much.”
Ben shook the cricket out of his sleeve and put it on top of the wood stove. “Hey, look. He’s cooking.”
Dad: “Ben, I don’t think he likes that.”
“I guess I’d better take him off…”