My 8 year old cousin playing Minecraft

Michael: I’m making a man cave!

His mom: Michael do you even know what that is?

Michael: yes! It’s a place where a man can be free! No stupid girls coming in and bothering me

A Conversation Between my 7 yr old cousin and I while doing my Bible Study

Me: *highlights a verse*

Michael: “Why did you do that?”

Me: …..*pauses to think*…. because it was important.

Michael: “But isn’t the whole Bible important? Wouldn’t you highlight the whole thing then?”

Me: -_-……. ……. ….. Yes, Michael the whole thing is important but sometimes I want a verse to stand out so when I’m flipping through I can read it again and find it easier

Michael: “But shouldn’t you just read the whole thing again?”

Me: -_-

I mean the kid has a point but really? All these questions? This is a typical day too, but this one just seemed to be the most bloggable of our Q&A sessions

I work at a preschool, and one of my kids drew a picture of us at the beach.  When I asked who was who, she pointed to the left one and says “that’s you!”.
So this is what I look like in the eyes of a 4 year old…

I work at a preschool, and one of my kids drew a picture of us at the beach.  When I asked who was who, she pointed to the left one and says “that’s you!”.

So this is what I look like in the eyes of a 4 year old…

My preschool class today

  • Me: What do you know about Jesus.
  • Abrie: He lives in the Heaven. And He loves me!
  • Me: Yep, and He loves me and you and you and you *points to every kid in the class*
  • Milo: That's all?
  • Me: What do you mean that's all?
  • Milo: Us, in this room. He only loves us?
  • Me: No, He loves everybody
  • Milo: Ooooh. Yeah I guess that makes more sense

Between me and three-year old Milo

  • Me: So what do you know about Jesus?
  • Milo: FOOD!!
  • Me: What do you mean?
  • Milo: Jesus must like food because we eat all the time at church!
An 8 year old Autistic boy at my church wrote this letter to God today…
(as a background note: he used to be bullied very bad in school, but now they have him in special classes and he is doing so much better now, and in church every week when pastor asks for prayer request/praise reports, he always raises his had to thank God for a better year this year and nicer kids) :’)

An 8 year old Autistic boy at my church wrote this letter to God today…

(as a background note: he used to be bullied very bad in school, but now they have him in special classes and he is doing so much better now, and in church every week when pastor asks for prayer request/praise reports, he always raises his had to thank God for a better year this year and nicer kids) :’)

And my mom wonders why I waited so long to pack. It’s because I knew I’d find things like this. Here is a letter/story his 7 year old niece wrote for us. It says:
"One day a Princess named Tiffany had a ball, but she lost it in the forest and there was a prince named Josh and the princess found her ball and she said excuse me that’s my ball and she said but you and me can play with it and so the princess and the prince played together and they lived happily ever after. The End."
She also made another one of the same story and put it in a picture frame too. I love things like this, I just wish it didn’t trigger the tears from the hurt/pain/heartache with the happy memories. 
I’ve had so many break downs today. But I’m staying strong as best I can. I know once I get through this, and get started in school I can put it behind me. Just got to get through this rough patch so I can get to the other side.

And my mom wonders why I waited so long to pack. It’s because I knew I’d find things like this. Here is a letter/story his 7 year old niece wrote for us. It says:

"One day a Princess named Tiffany had a ball, but she lost it in the forest and there was a prince named Josh and the princess found her ball and she said excuse me that’s my ball and she said but you and me can play with it and so the princess and the prince played together and they lived happily ever after. The End."

She also made another one of the same story and put it in a picture frame too. I love things like this, I just wish it didn’t trigger the tears from the hurt/pain/heartache with the happy memories. 

I’ve had so many break downs today. But I’m staying strong as best I can. I know once I get through this, and get started in school I can put it behind me. Just got to get through this rough patch so I can get to the other side.

I love this picture

I love this picture

And this is why I love my job! :D