Once a year our kids sing in church with all the other kids 12 and under. It is my favorite. Not only is it so fun to watch them sing, and smile, and even sneak in a little (or big) wave, it is also fun to see the beautiful and childlike innocence of all the children, as they beam proudly upon parents and grandparents and sing about who they really are, lifting that little veil for a minute and reminding all of us that what we are shooting for in life is to become more like those little angels in our care.
On a side note, I bought myself some slacks, and I've almost returned them many times. Even though I got a great deal. And I never wear heels except to church. These are too big. I realized I have not had a good picture taken of me for years. Years. That maybe I should actually do my hair and try a little harder, at least for a picture! So I put on some clothes that still have tags because I'm still undecided and I asked my 3 year old to take my picture before I changed my mind. She was pretty cute, shooting that camera every which way and holding her finger on the trigger like she was a drunken cowboy shooting an automatic weapon alone in a desert night. But she did a pretty good job. And she gave me tons of compliments, which was cute. And tried on the shoes.
How was your weekend? It is getting colder here. It's fun to break out the boots and sweaters. Project update tomorrow! :)
