A few family moments from yesterday. . .

We had the missionaries from our church drop in last evening to share a message with us- that means they do a short scripture study session with us.  As they begin the lesson, there is always the question "do you mind if we have a prayer" posed.  Our family's standard response is, "We don't pray in this house unless it's Sunday." This is a standard joke and has become an automatic response when the missionaries ask us to pray with them. We actually like family prayer and understand its importance, but we just never seem to pull it off on a regular basis for one reason or another. Last night there was a visiting missionary who was unaware of our standard answer, in fact he had even been "primed" by his companion by being told there was a family that objected to prayer in their home.  When the standard question was presented and was met with the standard answer, the poor visiting missionary wasn't quite sure what to say or do.  He had that "deer in the headlights" look when we told him we were "Sunday Saints" and didn't pray on any other day. I think we had him just about convinced that we were serious when his companion started laughing- I hope he will forgive us for having a good chuckle at his expense some day- and yes- we did pray with them- TWICE!  Too bad Ron was still at work and missed it!

Later, when Ron got home, I was reading when I thought I heard him come up the stairs.  He headed straight in to the kitchen. Immediately, I heard him digging in to the jar of candy corn and jelly beans I had picked up at the Bulk Barn in the afternoon- I don't know how he knew it was there- I think he could smell the fresh sugar from the driveway!

I got the bread made, and laundry started for today and am currently avoiding the quilting-part of a quilt I made last week- I had better get back to it, because I already have plans for a new quilt top floating around in my head, begging for release. . .and I only have 3 hours before chauffeur duties resume for today.