Christmas Activities

Since I have not posted in a while this is going to be very long. Just wanted to warn you in advance.

Andrew reading a book Christmas eve. Noah making a present for his Nannie. I was just helping hold it while he did all the work.

Andrew made reindeer food in Children's church. Yes he is barefoot out in our front yard spreading it out.

We have a tradition of baking and decorating cookies during the Christmas Holiday.

I helped organize the Christmas party in Noah's Class. We had pizza, read the Crippled Lamb by Max Lucado, gave out goodie bags and had their pictures taken with Santa. Andrew got to come since we helped. He enjoyed himself also.

Fayetteville Square

This picture is so disappointing. I had a teenager we knew take it of us. I asked him if all of our eyes were open I just didn't think about asking him if it was light enough to see us. I am just learning my new camera and I think you have to manually put the flash up when you want to have one. Oh well better luck next year I guess.

Look at those blue eyes.

Noah took this one. I look a little drunk but at least you can see us.

Don't I have cute boys!!!!!!

Christmas in Sunday School

We talked about Jesus' family in Sunday School and what all they might do together. So naturally that made us talk about what we do as a family. Of course, decorate Christmas cookies. All the kids enjoyed icing and putting sprinkles on their Christmas cookies. Of course they enjoyed eating them also. I am sure the parents appreciated all the sugar that was consumed also.

Yes that is Julie licking her knife. At least it was plastic.

Clay enjoyed decorating his cookie more than actually eating it.

Barry liked the green Christmas tree sprinkles.

We even shared with a few of the adults that came by. I don't know if they got a lot out of the story buy they did enjoy the cookies.

Back in Business

I have my new camera. I whined enough that Timmy bought us one for our anniversary present to each other. I have such a sweet husband. I will need to post several different events to get caught up.

Oh Well

Oh I had grand plans for this Thanksgiving Holiday. I was going to take so many pictures. I had everything all planned out. Things change. Wednesday morning I headed outside with my camera in hand and the boys following behind me to the back of my in law's house. They have a sidewalk that goes around to the back of their house. Have you ever heard that pregnant people are not very graceful. Multiply that by ten for me. My foot stepped off the edge of the sidewalk and I fell, hit my knee and destroyed my camera. As I was laying in the grass in agony, Noah was by my side telling me he would go get dad. It was actually kinda sweet the way he could tell that I was hurt and actually cared. If it had been his brother he probably would have been laughing at him. Timmy comes off the back patio and starts asking me what happened. I can't really talk at this point. I was very busy trying not to cry. Then he wants me to move my knee. IS HE CRAZY. Anyway after rolling around in the grass a while and then searching for the batteries that fell out of my camera (they were very expensive batteries, what can I say everyone knows how cheap I am). I went inside to put ice on my knee. That is when I realized that my camera is dead. I have only had this camera about a year or two. Obviously they did not make it to withstand a big pregnant woman falling with it and hitting the concrete. I couldn't really walk very good the rest of the day. I tore my wind pants. This makes me very sad I have only had them about 15 years. They were perfectly good pants and the major thing that I loved about them is that I could still fit into them. Elastic Waste. Timmy took real good care of me. He got the hugous (is this a word) band aid ever and put medicine on my knee and then got me some ice for it. I am a real baby when I am hurt. I am proud to say I did not cry, even if my camera was broken. So much for taking lots of pictures on the beautiful holiday. I pretty much complained about the whole camera thing for the rest of the weekend. Everytime there was a picture perfect moment.

My sister in law wanted to pick up some black walnuts. This was hilarious. Obviously she is a city girl. I go get the four wheeler to run around under this one tree that is just covered underneath it with walnuts. I wanted some of the shell to come off so they won't take up as much room in the buckets and to keep our hands a little cleaner. I had told my sister in law that the field didn't have much cow poop in it so their shoes should be fine, she disagreed. Really if the cow poop is dried out it should not count since it really won't mess up your shoes. It's only when you step in the fresh green piles. hahaha She had never seen a black walnut before (that is amazing). They were everywhere and she would walk around looking for I guess that perfect nut. We were all laughing at her. One of her comments were "I guess the cows don't like these" Isn't that funny? I don't think that she reads my blog but even if she does that is just to funny not to share. She is a good sport. We picked up about 10 gallons and then let the kids play on the four wheeler and dirt bike. My nieces, I don't think had ever rode either. The youngest one was a little scared of the whole situation. We had a good time but the best part was getting to kid about the whole walnut situation.

I went shopping with my mom and sisters on Friday. I got up at 4 a.m. That was crazy. I did get a lot of my shopping done. We went to Harrison (this made me thankful for all that is available in Fayetteville) and then we went to Branson. We came home about 5:30 p.m. I was extremely tired but then we had to head to my Aunt's house for another Thanksgiving meal. We got home to Farmington about 10:30 last night. After being gone since last Tuesday I was so happy to be in my own bed. My legs can barely move they are so sore from walking all day yesterday. Needless to say I am a little out of shape. hahaha Well that was my exciting weekend, what happened in yours?

Eating Boogers

I found this article on the Internet after my discussion with Andrew this morning (see last post). Can you believe that this action could be encouraged. I guess I got bored. I don't think I will let my kids know about this, they don't need any encouragement. My kids are pretty healthy though. I woooooonnnndddeeeerrr.

In the scientific and medical communities, the technical name for using one's finger to extract boogers is rhinotillexis, and doing so compulsively is termed rhinotillexomania. The act of eating the resulting harvest is called mucophagy.There is an Austrian doctor who has gained notoriety by advocating the picking of one's nose and the consumption of the resulting bounty, particularly in children. Dr. Friedrich Bischinger, a lung specialist working in Innsbruck, would have us believe that people who pick their noses with their fingers are healthier, happier, and more in tune with their bodies. His argument stems from the notion that exposing the body to the dried germ corpses helps to reinforce the immune system. The good doctor feels that society should adopt a new approach to nose-picking, and encourage children to take up the habit. Dr. Bischinger has been quoted as saying (in an Austrian accent), "With the finger you can get to places you just can't reach with a handkerchief, keeping your nose far cleaner. And eating the dry remains of what you pull out is a great way of strengthening the body's immune system." He then added, "Medically it makes great sense and is a perfectly natural thing to do. In terms of the immune system the nose is a filter in which a great deal of bacteria are collected, and when this mixture arrives in the intestines it works just like a medicine.""Modern medicine is constantly trying to do the same thing through far more complicated methods, people who pick their nose and eat it get a natural boost to their immune system for free."This theoretical boost comes from the fact that boogers are chock full of bacteria which your body has shuttled out by way of mucus. Mucus lines many of the pathways into the body's delicate innards, and creates a surface which is like flypaper for bacteria and other particles. Once stuff becomes mired in the goo, the loaded mucus is slowly escorted out by tiny hairs called cilia which sweep the undesirables back out the door. In regards to the nose, when this exiting mucus becomes dry, boogers are produced.What our good Dr. Bischinger doesn't tell us is that nose mining can be a dangerous pursuit. If the skin inside the nose is broken while picking away, the veins in that region are situated in such a way that sometimes an infection can migrate inward to the base of the brain and inhibit the blood flow, a serious condition known as cavernous sinus thrombosis. This condition can also be caused by squeezing zits on or around the nose. Because of these risks, the triangular area of the face from the corners of the mouth to the bridge of the nose is referred to in the medical community as the "danger triangle of the face."Risks aside, can the immune system really be reinforced by introducing germs into the gut via boogers? While the unpleasant notion may have some scientific merit, it is not based on any formal studies. For this reason, I propose a clinical study where each test subject is given real boogers or placebo boogers for a period of several months, and each group's susceptibility to disease is cataloged during that time. Only then can we know with any certainty.

What Do You Say

This was Andrews and I conversation in the car this morning.

Andrew "Mom, why can't I eat my boogers"

Me " It's gross, its like dried up snot"

Andrew "I like my snot"

Me "I am sure it is full of germs"

I mean really is there any medical reason that one shouldn't eat their boogers. I know it is gross and basically its all the dirt that has went up your nose, but I am sure that Andrew eats much worse stuff off of his hands during the day.

Not Me Monday

Well Monday is here again and I thought it might be fun to do not me Monday again.

I would never let my child leave the house dressed as such. Yes he is wearing a red checkered shirt, a blue tie, camo pants, boots and the light saber as his accessory. Of course while out his dad wouldn't convince him not to wear the tie into chic-fila because he would probably be "uncomfortable"

He wanted to make sure I took a picture of the beautiful tie. Isn't it lovely.

I would never take pictures while my children are fighting over the football. It is a pretty fair fight Andrew is pretty tough.

Yes that is his foot being used to push his brother off of him.

I would never allow my son to dig holes in the yard so that he could copy the dogs looking for moles. And of course I would discourage him from putting his face down in the hole to sniff around.

I would never take pictures of my oldest son while he is waiting for his dad to get home so they can play football. Of course this wouldn't make this child angry either.

I would never go over to a friends house and make homemade tortillas and leave the mess for her to clean up. A good friend would never leave while the kitchen was a huge disaster.

I would never set on the couch while pealing 10lbs of potatoes for a KDP meal. I mean that would just seem extremely lazy. And I would never lick my fingers multiple time while beating the potatoes with extra butter, sour creme, and creme cheese. That would just be insanitary. I of course would not eat a majority of the sugar cookies that were just baked while beating the potatoes either. Really sugar cookies and mashed potatoes don't go together.

I would never have a chair designated for a dog in my room. Really who would allow a pet to have their own chair that stinks and only she would set in.

Kids - Part 2

Breakfast this morning while we are eating our pop tarts

Andrew "Mom, how do the babies get out"
Me "Remember I told you last night. You go to the hospital and it comes out there."
Andrew "But how does it come out"
Me ....silence.....silence He is still looking at me "God made a special place for them to come out"
Andrew "Where is it at"
Me .....silence....silence....He is still looking at me patiently waiting for an answer. "The bottom half of your body"
Andrew (Big Smile)
Andrew "Mom is this jelly inside this pop tart"

I wonder what we will talk about at supper tonight????????

Kids

Andrew mind has been working overtime these days. Here is just a few of the examples.

On the way to Karen's house:
Andrew "Mom have you ever thumb wrestled with dad?"
Me " I don't think I have"

After being picked up on Wednesday
Andrew "Mom you don't want to be around when babies come because it is messy"
Me "Who told you that?"
Andrew "Claire"
Me - silence

At supper tonight
Andrew "Mom how do they get the babies out?"
Tim "That's a good question, mom"
Me "You go to the hospital and then you get to take the baby home with you"
Noah "They cut you open and then sow you back up with stitches, mom have you had stitches"
Me - "No" Then silence

Does anyone have any suggestions for fake looking stitches. I have a feeling I will need to come home with some or I am going to have to answer a lot of questions.

Hosea

I finished reading the book of Hosea this morning. Here are a couple of passages that really stuck out to me.

Hosea 12:7 The businessmen engage in wholesale fraud. They love to rip people off! 8 Ephraim boasted, "Look, I'm rich! I've made it big! And look how well I've covered my tracks: not a hint of fraud, not a sign of sin!" 9 "But not so fast! I'm God, your God! Your God from the days in Egypt! I'm going to put you back to living in tents, as in the old days when you worshiped in the wilderness. . . .12 Are you going to repeat the life of your ancestor Jacob? He ran off guilty to Aram, Then sold his soul to get ahead, and made it big through treachery and deceit. 13 Your real identity is formed through God-sent prophets, who led you out of Egypt and served as faithful pastors. 14 As it is, Ephraim has continually and inexcusably insulted God. Now he has to pay for his life-destroying ways. His Master will do to him what he has done. (the Message)

Does this not sound like our stock market. All those people that made themselves rich through fraud and misleading the investors.

Hosea 13:2 And now they're back in the sin business again, manufacturing god-images they can use, Religion customized to taste. Professionals see to it: Anything you want in a god you can get. Can you believe it? They sacrifice live babies to these dead gods - kill living babies and kiss golden calves! 3 And now there's nothing left to these people: hollow men, desiccated women, Like scraps of paper blown down the street, like smoke in a gusty wind. 4 "I'm still your God, the God who saved you out of Egypt. I'm the only real God you've ever known. I'm the one and only God who delivers. From the Message

How this reminded me of where are country is at. We make our gods exactly how we want them to be. There is no black and white with our gods only grey. There are no consequences to our sin just happenings. Women and men don't really suffer any emotional consequences from adultery or abortion (at least that is what we are told.) Let's not teach abstinence because children are going to be having sex. Let us make church only for convenience and what looks good to those around us not for coming together to worship the one true God. Let us not teach those lessons that might offend someone - Adultery, tithing, discipline, abortion, pornography, honesty. If these don't fit our lifestyle lets just not talk about them.

There is still hope because we serve a merciful God. Here is how the books ends.


Hosea 14:1 O Israel, come back! Return to your God! You're down but you're not out. 2 Prepare your confession and come back to God. Pray to him, "Take away our sin, accept our confession. Receive as restitution our repentant prayers. 3 Assyria won't save us; horses won't get us where we want to go. We'll never again say 'our god' to something we've made or made up. You're our last hope. Is it not true that in you the orphan finds mercy?"
4 "I will heal their waywardness. I will love them lavishly. My anger is played out. 5 I will make a fresh start with Israel. He'll burst into bloom like a crocus in the spring. He'll put down deep oak tree roots, 6 he'll become a forest of oaks! He'll become splendid - like a giant sequoia, his fragrance like a grove of cedars! 7 Those who live near him will be blessed by him, be blessed and prosper like golden grain. Everyone will be talking about them, spreading their fame as the vintage children of God.
8 Ephraim is finished with gods that are no-gods. From now on I'm the one who answers and satisfies him. I am like a luxuriant fruit tree. Everything you need is to be found in me." 9 If you want to live well, make sure you understand all of this. If you know what's good for you, you'll learn this inside and out. God's paths get you where you want to go. Right-living people walk them easily; wrong-living people are always tripping and stumbling. (the message)

God is still on his throne and his love is everlasting.

Not Me Monday

I didn't plan to do nothing today but hang around the house. I didn't get a call at 9 this morning to go up to the church to look at tile and of course I wouldn't have went up there with no makeup, holey sweat pants, and my hair in a pony tail.

Of course I wouldn't decide while I was out in this cold rain to go ahead to Walmart looking the way I did. I would have never let my youngest child stay at a friends house while at Walmart just so I didn't have to hear him whine or stay a hour in the toy section. I would never go by the deli get boneless barbecue wings, a hand full of steak fries and a box of crunch and munch for my lunch while I was out. I would have never have ate these items with my fingers while walking through the store. Yes I would never lick my fingers to get the barbecue off of them right after touching the shopping carts. Of course we all know the handles on shopping carts really don't have any germs on them. Pregnancy is affecting my brain.

I would never buy a gigantic size underwear because all of my current one are cutting off my circulation and of course I wouldn't be looking for the largest size possible while a Hispanic man is beside me looking at them also.

I wouldn't start up a conversation with my neighbour who I see in Walmart and find out that she is fixing to have breast cancer surgery. I would never be such a bad neighbour as to not know what is going on with her life and never have even made a meal for them. Of course a good neighbour would commit to make them supper the next Monday night. Of course this neighbour would not stare at my belly and ask if I am pregnant either.

I didn't get home and put my youngest to bed and take a two hour nap myself on this rainy day. I just would never waste time like that.

I would never go back to the church in the afternoon to look for more coats for kids wearing the same adorable outfit with the same adorable makeup less face and hair in a ponytail. I just would never be seen like that.

America - Israel ???

Last night we had connection group. The main verses were in Hosea. It was talking about how Israel had sinned and went after other things but God still loved them and wanted them to return. It had been a while since I read this book so I decided to do that for my quiet time this morning. These verses really stuck out to me. I wonder if we could put America in the place of Israel in these verses.

Hosea 5:15
Then I will go back to my place until they admit their guilt. And they will seek my face; in their misery they will earnestly seek me."

Hosea 6:
1.
"Come, let us return to the Lord. He has torn us to pieces but he will heal us; he has injured us but he will bind up our wounds.
2.
After two days he will revive us; on the third day he will restore us, that we may live in his presence.
3.
Let us acknowledge the Lord; let us press on to acknowledge him. As surely as the sun rises, he will appear; he will come to us like the winter rains, like the spring rains that water the earth."

This morning I am praying for America. That we would admit our guilt of going after everything that feels good in the moment. That we confess our sin of indifference. That we would stand up for the right not just look the other way and say everyone has the right to their own opinion. Of course everyone has their own opinion but this doesn't mean their opinion is right. That we would acknowledge who the Lord almighty is and we would not place any above him. Maybe God will show mercy on us like he did Israel. I pray that he heals our land and restores us to fellowship with him. That we would be a godly people only following after his righteousness, desiring to do his will and leading others to his saving grace.

Fall, Fall, Fall

Pumpkin carving at the Disheroon's house is an annual tradition. It is all a dad and son thing. I am just there to take the pictures. Here they are deciding on how the face should look.

Dad does the cutting out and the boys help clean the insides out.


Here is the finished product.



Who are those masked men?



Oh Yeah~ It is Noah and Andrew

Additonal Idea

I am sure that others have already thought of this but I wanted to add it anyway. In my previous post I talked about praying the scriptures over our children. I myself need reminders so this is what I did. I got some card stock and wrote each verse on it. Index cards would work well for this also. I then cut them out and taped them in various places in my house. Like the one for going to bed I taped on my children's bed. That way which ever one of us are putting them to bed we can pray that scripture over them. The one that is for while they sleep I taped by my toilet. Pregnant people are in the bathroom a lot in the evening. The one that is about them going through their day I taped on the door we use when we leave the house. Anyway you get my drift I am hoping this will help me to do my job of praying for our children.

Praying for Our Children

I was reading someone elses blog. Obviously she is a much better writer than me so I copied something just incase you don't read her's audreycaroline.blogspot.com.

She had a great idea. Praying for your children 7 times a day for seven days. I don't pray near enough for my children so I thought this might help me.

1. When they wake up: "Let the morning bring (child's name) word of your unfailing love, for she has put her trust in You. Show (her/him) the way (she/he) should go, for to you (he/she) lifts up her soul." (Adapted from Psalm 143:8)

2. When they are getting dressed: "Therefore, as God's chosen child, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourself with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Lord, help (him/her) bear with others and forgive whatever grievances (he/she) has against others. Help (him/her) forgive as the Lord forgave (him/her). And over all these virtues, help (him/her) put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity." (Adapted from Colossians 3:12-14)

3. While they are eating: "Teach (child's name) the secret of being content in any and every situation whether well-fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. Teach (him/her) that (he/she) can do everything through him who gives (him/her) strength." (Adapted from Philippians 4:12-13)

4. When they go out of the house: "(Name of child), do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is-His good, pleasing and perfect will." (Adapted from Romans 12:2)

5. While they are taking a bath: Lord, give (name of child) clean hands and a pure heart, and let (him/her) not lift (his/her) soul to an idol or swear by what is false. Let (him/her) receive blessing from the Lord and vindication from God (his/her) Savior. Let (him/her) be part of the generation of those who seek him, who seek your face, O God of Jacob. (Adapted from Psalm 24:4-6)

6. When they are going to bed: "The Lord Your God is with you; he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, be will rejoice over you with singing." (Zephaniah 3:17)

7. While they are sleeping: "I pray that (name of child) will do everything without complaining or arguing, so that he/she may become blameless and pure, a child of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which he/she shines like a star in the universe as he/she holds out the word of life-in order that he/she may boast on the day of Christ that he/she did not run or labor for nothing." (Adapted from Ephesians 2:14-16)

Don't we serve a great God that actually listens to our prayers and wants us to talk to him. Join me in committing to pray for our children.

Shrimp Eating Contest

We had our annual shrimp eating contest last Sunday night. This is always a lot of fun. This year we only had four families join in but the evening was still great. Because the evening was getting late we called it a tie between Tim and Brian at 153 shrimp each. This was the first time for the Burchams and the Cooks to join in the fun. I think Calvin was disappointed that he wasn't able to eat as much as the Tim and Brian. The girls enjoyed making fun of the boys and talking at our end of the table. Needless to say there has been a lot of groaning the last couple of days at our house. I don't think Timmy will be eating any more shrimp for a while. I didn't bring my camera so Donnie took this with his cell phone. What Dorks!!!!!

Election Day

Oh My! Noah gets into the car and tells me that most of his class voted for Obama today but he voted for McCain. I asked why, he said because he knew that who I was going to vote for. That started this big long discussion. Why am I choosing McCain. We talked about the moral issues that were involved and abortion came up. I guess Noah had never really understood what this was. Of course he would not settle for the short answer. I had to explain what this was and he kept wondering why people would do that. What could I say but that we live in a sinful world and people think they are taking the easy way out. He was wondering if Obama was president would they take our baby. I almost started to cry. Thank God we live in a country that does not allow the president to say how many children we can have. I think his final question about it was why don't they just give the baby away if they don't want it. How I wish that my child never had to face the issues of abortion or same sex marriage. I know that God is in control but how long will he allow our nation to choose evil over good. We also talked about how we need to be praying for whoever the next president is to choose to walk with God and not the world. I have prayed off and on all day for our nation maybe now he need to ask for his mercy to be on our land. I don't think I can handle any more questions from a seven year old today. I am off to cast my vote.

Something funny

I was at Walmart on Saturday and I saw something that made me laugh. I was walking down the aisle and there was a woman who had a short shirt on and pants that were about two sizes to small. The funniest part was that it gave her something that looked like a butt crack in the front. I am not for sure how this happened but it was hilarious. I really wanted to get my phone out and take a picture but I thought that might be rude so I opted instead to just to laugh to myself. Sometimes it takes just the little things to make us smile even if we can only do it on the inside.

Boys Are Disgusting

As I write this my sweet husband is taking my sweet, sweet little boys to the red and white game. Since we are having connection group at our house this Sunday night I thought I would start cleaning now. I am sure everyone thinks my house is clean all the time right. For instance one of my dear friends asked to borrow our truck the other day. She got it on a Wednesday night (we left the keys in it for her) and returned it on Thursday after I had left for work. Thursday is a day that I have to leave the house by 8:30 or 9:00 to work in Springdale. I think her exact words were "Is this what I have to look forward to when my kids get into school." I am sure no other families leave all the half eaten cereal bowls at the bar. All the stuff brought in from the car the night before in a pile by the back door. Did I mention we never make our beds unless we are having company. If I had known that someone was going to leave the keys in the house I might have picked some of the stuff out of the floor. Anyway lets get on to my cleaning story. I cleaned my bathroom first. It was not to bad you know that pink ring around the toilet wasn't too obvious. And then I go to the boys bathroom. GROSS GROSS GROSS. I look in the bathtub to find dirt all in the bottom of it and black hand prints all over the walls. Since I only go in there to clean before company comes I don't know when this actually happened. I hate all those little crevices in the bottom of the tub. You know the ones that are suppose to keep people from falling well you can just forget getting all the dirt out of them. Then it is on to the toilet. This wasn't to bad. The boys I guess are actually pretty good aims. I had had one of those smelly things in the toilet but I was afraid I was going to poison the dog (she likes to drink out of the toilet, what can I say our dog is gross too). For a side note in a pregnant person's toilet those smelly things that are suppose to last about 7 days only lasted 3. I guess they don't take into consideration how much a pregnant person flushes the toilet. Back to my story. Then it was on to the vanity area. I think there might have actually been dog poop on it. The other day Andrew stepped in some before he came into the house and instead of staying outside to clean off his foot he first gets some on the carpet in his bedroom and then finally climbs up onto the vanity and puts his feet into the sink to wash it off. GROSS GROSS GROSS. I think I can officially say I have the most disgusting boys ever. Right now I am only cleaning up after two well three if you count Timmy I can only imagine when there is one more to contribute to our nastiness (is this even a word)

Question of the Day

When the bottom of your belly gets frozen while outside is this a sign that your shirt is to short? Or is it a sign that your pants are to low. hehehehehehe Did anyone notice how cold the wind was today?

Pumpkins in Sunday School

In Sunday School Sunday we had and object lesson using a pumpkin. We first had to clean the inside out. Most of the kids enjoyed this part. We talked about sin and how when we do things that are wrong it makes us dirty inside.

Then Timmy cut out hearts for the eyes, a cross for the nose, a fish for the mouth and a bible for the ears. We talked about having the love of Jesus in our hearts and God giving Jesus to die on the cross for our messy insides and letting the Bible tell us how to live. We then put a candle in it to represent Jesus shining through our lives.

After we got done carving our pumpkin they got to each color a small pumpkin to take home. One of the sweet little boys (haha) kept on asking for the knife to carve his pumpkin. I quickly informed him there was no way I was letting him touch the knife. I could only imagine what he would end up doing with it.

Here is everyone with their finished product. They were very proud. What a great class we have. How much more fun could you have on a Sunday morning than teaching 4s & 5s about Jesus' love.