A good week, yet, a bad week

This week David did his first Vacation Bible School at Calvary church.  He has loved it and they do such a great job there.  A lot of his friends were in his class, and I think that was what made it so exciting for him to go this year.  I am so thankful for all he learned and that "church" was fun for him.  Many in his class of 10 accepted Christ as their Savior so that was exciting to hear about this week.  It ended today and my sweet friend Kimberly took David, her son Jordan and their friend Payton to play and hang out at Chic-fil-A afterward. I still have some of the songs they sang at the end playing in my head - I hope in David's head too!

The bad part about today was that Jason threw up in the gathering space at the church on the way out.  Bummer.  We are still not sure what happened, as that was the only time he got sick, but he has been sleeping a lot today so something is not right.  I was thankful for the sweet security guard that was there and told him he hoped Jason felt better soon.  It's been a busy week with playdates and heat, so maybe he just got overheated.  At any rate, he is on the mend and for that I am so thankful.

The other bummer this week was that our goldfish died yesterday.  These things have made it almost a year in our house and were doing well - making it through the move and everything.  I'm not good at keeping things alive in my house, other than my family, so the fact that these goldfish were still living were a miracle (ask my husband about the money we have spent on plants...for example!). The kids were at a friends house yesterday afternoon and I cried and prayed and stressed out about having to tell them.  I even asked Rick to be home when they got home that night so he could break it to them.  I knew there would be much crying and whaling.  When the boys got home, Rick had them stop what they were doing and said "hey guys, the goldfish died today, but we'll go this weekend and get new fish, ok?"  Preparing for the worst, I braced myself for their response......"ok dad".  That's it?!?!  No crying, no "bye bye fishy" in a sad voice?  Nothing? Nada? What did I stress over for 5 hours?!  I guess God answered my prayers by preparing their hearts, because quite frankly I am stunned.  Certainly wasn't what I expected, but I'll take it. 

So this weekend we will be looking for new fish and hopefully nothing else.  It has been a busy, yet restful month after moving, and we are looking forward to cooler temperatures and a nice, relaxing weekend!