Pollyanna post

Over the past 3 hours, I have cleaned up every bodily fluid that a child can produce. I'll spare the details, but picture a child with a stomach bug, a newly potty trained child, and a daughter who has just started solid foods. Folks, it hasn't been pretty. I have been in a bad mood so I think I will try to be Pollyanna and write happy thoughts.

I was watching the Grammy's on Sunday night and was tickled pink that my favorite song, "Daughters" by John Mayer, received the award for best song of the year. I love this song and sing it constantly:

Fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will live like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters too

I never thought I would say this, but I think John Mayer has taken over the coveted position of my musician crush. Paul McCartney has held this position for the past 15 years. My favorite song on his last album was "Your body is a wonderland". I know it is a little risque but I still love it. Unfortunately, last year, it was Matthew's favorite song as well. There is something really funny but a little sick hearing a 4 year old singing, "And if you want love well make it. Swim in a deep sea of blankets"!

One day after church on Wednesday night, Matthew ran down to the front of church, picked up a microphone, and started singing at the top of his lungs, "Your body is a wonderland!" I ran down to grab the microphone from him. As I ran to him, my mind started racing on how I could explain this to the elderly contingent of the congregation. "He meant Christ's body is a wonderland!" Fortunately, most everyone had left the auditorium.

When I taught bible class as a newlywed, I was always drawn to the funny, precocious children. I even told one of my friends that I hoped I had children like that rather than the quiet docile ones. She laughed at me. I think God must have laughed as well and granted my wish! What a blessing Matthew is. He fills my days with laughter (mixed with tears and sweat!).