And the demands start...

My sweet, innocent, precious, adoring child got into trouble Sunday night. He didn’t have his “listening ears” on. He has this slight problem called selective hearing!! As he was going to his room for his punishment (or “chastisement” as someone at church calls it!!!...I love that!) he said “I’m going to Grammy’s. Call Papa and tell him to pick me up.”

Of course, my parents didn’t just eat that up!!! :)