Things are hopping around here.
The Kings arrived on Tuesday night. Ginny and I started painting the breakfast area and kitchen the very next morning. Keith and the Big Four (Keri Lynn, Kristofer, Kathleen and Kylie) have been entrenched in Easter Pageant rehearsals this whole week. Keva was sick, got better, got sent to school, got picked up from school, stayed home two more days, and is now back to school finally truly recovered!
Whew! I'm tired!
The most fun part of the week so far has been the painting. I was worried that the color might be too intense for anyone but me, but Ginny loves it. Half of the kids love it, too. The other half agree with Keith that the color is too intense. However, I have begged the negative thinkers to trust me, that it's all just part of The Master Plan. But for now, the painted areas do look like a massacre of highlight markers. Any time the word "electric" is in a paint color name may be the time to use caution! I, however, tend to be more of an impetuous person. : )
Anyway, Ginny had been wanting to get us a house warming present ever since we moved in, but I couldn't decide what to get with the money she was offering, Painting is her cup of tea, having beautifully painted every square inch of her home, so I knew I was in good hands when I suggested that maybe she give us PAINT as a housewarming gift. That's just the kind of gift that warms up a house and turns it into a home. She jumped at the opportunity, to both buy and help paint the eating area, and I've had a hard time wrenching the paint roller away from her to take a turn at the walls!
So, thank you, Ginny, for the gift of paint. Kade gave the ultimate compliment when he came in for breakfast this morning, "This feels like HOME!" And I agree. It looks beautiful. And I especially like that all of the grime and fingerprints is covered up by the paint. Yay!
I put Keva on the bus so very early this morning. It was hard to get up after too many late nights this week, but she is at last feeling better. The antibiotics are doing their good work. If there is any indication as to the brightness of the paint color, then Keva's reaction might be very telling. She stood behind the barricade we had set up to paint and she watched avidly and giggled and laughed and tried to touch. At least Keva likes the work!
Tonight, the Easter Pageant participants go to the church for one last rehearsal before the weekend's three performances. This will be a full dress rehearsal. It's been fun to see them all at work and to see the kids enjoying the opportunity to be part of this important presentation. I cry every time I see the kids running down the aisles to the front of the church to meet Jesus. I cry through the songs. I cry for the joy of the meaning of God's ultimate love for us.
I was telling the kids last night that it's a good thing I don't have the time needed to be part of the choir in the Pageant because I'd be bawling through the whole thing. They all nodded sagely, knowing this to be completely true. In fact, I think most of them were secretly relieved that I wouldn't be participating except to be taxi service.
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