This morning at 7:25 am I am laying in bed thinking I really needed to get going for church. Soon I hear little flip flop feet walking into my room and there is Seth peering over the top of my really tall bed completely ready for church. He looked as handsome as can be. Now this is not typical since Seth's favorite choice of clothing is PJ bottoms and no shirt every minute of the day if he could. I just looked at him astonished, told him he looked so handsome and how come he was all ready for church. His response was priceless.
"Mom don't you remember what you told the kids last night? You said it was a "fast" Sunday not a slow Sunday, and I didn't want to be slow today so I got ready really fast. All you have to do for me is comb my hair." What a kid. I love his stinkin' little guts!