Me: You know, some people don’t like the idea that Jesus is a great king.
Calvin: Why not?
Me: They think being a king means only giving orders and not forgiving.
Calvin: Oh, they’re thinking of a dictator like Hitler or someone.
Of course, we recently had a new 11-year-old in the family, but only the baby really drives announcements. Jennifer writes about our little tornado.
Me: Can God forgive sinners like us?
Calvin and Nevin: Of course?
Me: It’s a lot easier to believe that when He serves us wine isn’t it?
Calvin: Yes!
Nevin: Except that wine tastes bad. Yuck.
Me: Calvin, why are you moving away. Do you think Nevin’s going to be struck by lightning?
Calvin: (nods)
Then we all start laughing.
Calvin at his first concert:
Evangeline as Angeline:
Action shot of Nevin:
Sort of action, but always posed:
Thanks to Jennifer for taking the pictures.
Me: Calvin, what’s wrong with your pants? I can see your legs over your socks! Are those Nevin’s?
Calvin: No, Dad! [Lifts up off the car seat and tugs pants downwards] It’s just the way I’m sitting.
Me: I don’t know Calvin. There is still a lot of sock showing. I think you are growing way too fast. Why don’t you stop for awhile?
Calvin: Dad! You know I’m not going to grow shorter until I reach your age.
Me: Oh, thanks.
Calvin: You know it’s true.