day no. 12,735: impromptu play‏

***just a reminder that I write these as they come to me and then they get scheduled out.  all that to say, I know today is not Saturday.  But it was when I wrote this.

 

I love Saturday mornings home with my wife and kids.

 

I just participated in an impromptu play.

 

Penelope insisted that I pretend to be a baby who was saying, "I'm a baby and I'm scared of the bad guys. Protect me!"

 

Atticus came running into the room holding a baby spoon as a sword yelling, "I'm a bad guy!"

 

Penelope rushed to my side, held me and said, "I will protect you baby."

 

Penelope then interceded between Atticus and I and pointed at him and said, "Hey, bad guy can you stop being mean?"

 

Before Atticus could respond she pointed at him and made a "bang bang" type sound (although it sounded more like "kish kish")

 

Atticus fell down dead and Penelope returned to me saying, "I'm a mommy who shot the bad guy."

 

Atticus sprung up and took on the personification of an army of bad guys that Penelope then proceded to mow down with her finger-pistol.

 

Atticus then ran into the other room and returned promptly as a good guy with a gun to commend Penelope's good work and offer his additional assurance that I would be safe under his protection.

 

I love my kids.

I love my wife.

I love Jesus.

 

I love Saturday mornings with all of them.

 

#mylifeiswithoutquestionbetterthanyoursallthetimealways