Quotes and Such

The other day I had to make a quick trip to Hobby Lobby while the older two were at Masters, and Raindrop was in desperate need of a nap (just one more stop).  As we were walking around the store she started telling stories, and in her sleepiness the stories lessened in length until she was repeating only one phrase over and over again, "And the Lord God said... And the Lord God said... And the Lord God said..."

The next day we were at Kilometer kids and she asked if she could dance.  Flash back to last weekend when we went to Athens, GA and spent much of Saturday at the International Street festival.  There were around 20 different countries / regions represented, and the kids were supposed to get a stamp on their passports from as many countries as they could.  Many of the booths had activities - one of which was decorating masks.  Raindrop loved decorating and wearing her mask, and to our surprise she did a dance solo in front of the entire crowd during the Indian music.  She looked very bird-like with her mask on, and it somehow empowered her.  I really wish I had a video of it.  So when she asked to dance at Kilometer Kids, we knew what was coming.  It was a similar bird-like dance (without the mask), and this time in the middle of the dance she started doing a "narration" in which she repeated The Phrase over and over again in a loud presentation voice: "And the Lord God said... And the Lord God said..."  Tom and I glanced at each other - our daughter,  the street preacher.

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We are preparing for bunnies.  I have been working on the cage (pictures to come), learning a lot in the process, and yesterday we went out to the feed store for the final touches - a water bottle and a bag of rabbit food.  On the trip home I overheard this conversation between Songbird and Bro...
Bro: When we get home will it be rest-time?
Me: Yes
Bro (to Songbird): I don't like rest-time!
Songbird: You don't like rest-time???  I love rest-time.  It's one of my favorite times of the day.  It's a time to be quiet, pray to God, and repent of all the bad things I've done. I like to sing songs of praise, and listen to stories.  I just love rest-time! (I had no idea she was so repentant during rest-time) :)
Bro: Hmmm.  I still don't like it!

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Bro's birthday is coming up, and he has a very specific list of present requests.   He would like a real horse, some real chain mail, and real armor.  Real is the key word here, and it is the word of Bro's life right now.  He wants to know if this story is really, real, if such and such really happened...  Well, he won't be getting any of those things for his birthday, but His Papa is going to help him and some friends make some bows and arrows that will really shoot, and they will have a Scottish games of sorts in the backyard.  We are thinking of a shooting competition, a bamboo throw, a fire jump (OK, maybe we'll just roast marshmallows and hotdogs on the fire), and I will be attempting to make a cake that at least resembles a castle.