Sorry it's been so long since I posted. We have just moved in to our new Teen Challenge building, and well, let's just say it's been an adjustment.
I've been trying to explain lately to our eight year old, Joseph, about death, and what happens, and trying to make him understand has not been the easiest.
The other night, I was in the kitchen trying to get the microwave working...It wouldn't work, so I told the kids, "Hey the microwave died." My eight year old, Joseph, came over to the microwave, patted it and said, "Well, Mom, it had a long nice life." Isn't that ironic? A microwave having a nice long life, when it's main objective is to speed things up? I couldn't help but get tickled.
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