The Popsicle Stick Cross

Judah has moved up to the Pre-school-Kindergarten class at church. Since he is at the low end of the age group, there are a lot of things taught in class that he doesn't fully grasp yet. Yesterday though, their lesson was on Jesus' sacrifice for our sins. Judah brought home a popsicle stick cross with a piece of paper glued to it. The paper said, "Jesus took my punishment." Last night when Steve and I were tucking Judah in to bed and praying with him, he asked for his cross. We gave it to him and talked about what that statement meant. We then prayed with Judah and thanked Jesus for loving us so much that He took our punishment. Today when I put Judah down for his nap, he asked to look at the cross again. I gave it to him and asked him if he remembered what it said. He told me word-for-word what it said and then began to tell me about Jesus going into the cave and then rolling the stone away and not being in the cave any longer. I was amazed that he was finally getting old enough to grasp the lessons that he is being taught (by us and at church). It touches my heart so deeply to know that Judah is starting to understand what Jesus did for him and that he realizes just how much Jesus loves him.

Better Late Than Never

Okay, so I finally got around to taking Judah's 3 year pictures. I don't think they turned out quite as well as his 2 year pictures but I didn't have as much time for our photo shoot this time around. I hope you like them anyway. Judah's a pretty cute subject so how could I go wrong? :) I will be mailing "real" photos to grandparents, aunts, uncles, etc. in a couple of days so be looking for your copy in the mail sometime next week.

Snack Time

The other day, Judah and I were driving home from the gym. He was eating a snack. After a while, I noticed that he was sniffling a lot and sounding kind of stuffed up when he talked to me. I turned and asked him if he was feeling okay. This is the conversation that followed:

Teri: You sound kind of stuffed up, Judah. Are you feeling okay?
Judah: No, Mommy, I don't feel good. My nose hurts.
Teri: Your NOSE hurts?!

PAUSE...

Judah: Mommy, I put a peanut up my nose.
Teri: A PEANUT up your nose?!
Judah: Uh-huh
Teri: When we get home we'll try to get it out.
Judah: Okay, Mommy.

When we got home, we tried to blow it out into a kleenex with no luck. We waited a little longer and tried again and, voila!, 1/2 a peanut flew out! He's such a boy! :)