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 While getting the two oldest kids ready to go on a junior high winter retreat our church was sponsoring, I grabbed our Ice Age video so they would have something for the long ride. Three-year-old Sadey saw me and asked, "Dad, can I watch
the Ice Age video?" I said, "No, Emily and Billy need to take Ice Age with them this weekend." Sadey raised her eyebrows and propositioned, "I'll give you a dollar?" |
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 On the way home from a ministry trip in Green Bay, WI, we had just finished eating
lunch at Wendy's so I shouted to the kids in the back of the van, "We had a big lunch today so tonight we'll just eat some junk food." A little
tiny voice from the back of the van--Sadey--perhaps a budding nutritionist--said, "Dad,
I've already had enough junk food for today!" Excuse me... I didn't know she was on the Adtkins Diet! |
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 While in the middle of an intense disciplinary "talk" with Aubrey--in the privacy of Aubrey's bedroom--the door squeaked open. I stopped "talking" and Aubrey and I looked at Sadey standing there. She obviously had been outside the door listening for a while. Sadey looked at me and said, "Dad, Jesus loves Aubrey." The seriousness of the moment was lost. How do these kids--even at the age of three--know how to rescue each other? |
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