Tadd took our blow up raft with the motor out on the lake with all three kids. Right off the bat, he put the motor on backwards and as he was swiftly headed for shore in reverse (which he thought was drive) he had to hop out of the boat--and he fell in. Now, I missed that actual shot, but in this one it appears as though a repeat is about to occur.
The next morning the kids were all ready for Sunday School early. This is how I found them waiting on the stairs when I came out of my bedroom after finishing getting ready. In their Sunday-go-ta-meetin' finery, quietly reading. Made me right happy.