As you can see by these pictures, my son was being quite a goof this afternoon. After he awoke happily from a sleep, he came out with this hat on his head. As you can see, the hat has definitely seen better days.
Although he didn't start off being the best little boy on the planet at the beginning of church tonight, he fixed it quite nicely. He was grumpy with a man in our church who was only trying to make him laugh, but he apologized properly (and humbly - for him) to this man. After that, he was very, very good in church.
After church I let my darlings have some ice cream as a treat for their improved behaviour. They decided to make an adventure of it, as you can see.After all, where else in the world is it better to eat ice cream but underneath the dining room table?
I was in the kitchen when Seth started crying like his heart was breaking. I knew right away that he must have spilled his ice cream, and sure enough, his bowl ended up upside down on the floor. Knowing that his distress was simply because he lost his ice cream and thought he wouldn't get any any more, I was moved to compassion by his tears. I cleaned up the mess and replaced his ice cream - with a little bit extra - with the warning that he would get no more if this happened again (in case he got any ideas).
They ended the evening giggling and eating their ice cream under the table.
Along with their stories, of course.