A funny story from Stu

I can't believe I forgot about this earlier...I just can't get my brain to get into blogging lately! So last night at church, when I was asking about the kids sitting beside friends (while I was in the nursery), the lady tells me that Stu had informed her on Sunday night (while she was working in the nursery) that I had two babies in my belly! (thanks a lot Stu) I started laughing-I said, I am not pregnant. She said, I didn't think you were....and let me tell you, if I were, these kids would be among the LAST to know...for that very reason. ;-) That is so funny. He has been talking a lot lately about how many more babies I should have and all. A couple weeks ago on Sunday morning, I was in the nursery, and another lady came in, too. Stuart told her that I was going to have two more babies...she kind of looked at me...I told her I was not pregnant. Don't get me wrong, if I were pregnant (which I'M NOT!!) we would take it as a blessing from the Lord, knowing He gave the child to us and we'd be fine...it's just so funny...and that's how rumors get started. And we sure do not need any help with that! If I don't hurry up and lose all this extra weight (I'm trying, it's just going slow) people are going to start talking and asking if I'm pregnant...Stu is just helping them along. :-)

Something I said up there reminded me of something else....Stuart can drag things out sometimes and have the biggest southern drawl-it's so funny. Like when we came home with Savannah, for the first days of her life everyone called her Savannah Grace. Stuart would drag it out 'til Grace had about 3 syllables. It was cute. He hasn't done that lately. A phrase he has said lately in conversation is "sure do". Like one afternoon we were on the porch swing, a girl that lives across the street ( I think she's middle school age) was out in her yard. Stuart says, "That looks like Shelby over there. She "shore do" look like Shelby. He cracks me up...I promise-we don't talk like that! :-)

Last night at church I could hear bits and pieces of the message, it was on the tongue, of all things. Had someone been at my house and heard me screaming like a banshee as we all tried to get dressed and leave? It was a Not me Wednesday...for those who read McKmama's blog...surely that couldn't have been me. Anyway, he used the passage in James-I kept thinking about one phrase, the tongue can no man tame. Isn't that the truth...I struggle with this constantly-so do a lot of other people, right Veronica? ;-) I had an experience like that right before church, actually. But, I won't go there...I was talking about my own tongue. Lord, help me to do better!

It's about time for Todd to get home! Better go!