Hot Passion

No don't run away this is not an obscene post! But if you came here with that intent, then sorry mister or missy.

Today at lunch I decided to make some herbal tea to have with my spinach goat cheese flatbread pizza because diet coke was simply not sophisticated enough. So, I brew myself a few bags of TAZO passion fruit tea. Not one for hot teas when it is ninety degrees outside, I, of course, ice it down. Cambry, seeing the dark pink color, asks for some.

"Yum, this is good," she exclaims, "What is it called?"

"Passion fruit tea."

"I like this stuff," she replies as she goes on her merry way.

After some hard playing outside, she comes in to drink what is left of her tea. I hear her running up to her father and, with all the excitement that a nearly 4 year old can muster when it comes to herbal teas, relays to Tracy, "I just drank my hot passion tea and it is spicy." I laugh when I see the questionable glance I receive from my husband. I can read his mind..."whatever are you teaching them now?"

I try my best to correct her because who wants their sweet little girl to go to her Sunday school teacher or mother-in-law and tell them that her how much she likes hot passion tea. The closest we are now is hot fashion tea which is a little better.

Shelby's post

The Storm by Shelby

One day in Sulfer Springs when it was storming very bad all of a sudden lightning came down the chimney. Everyone was there. We were right beside the fireplace. And it hit the satellite. It was weird.

(Shelby wanted to write a story for my blog. This is her handiwork right down to the spelling and typing.)

Thank You God for Trash Cans

As my 3 year old daughter and I were taking a walk this morning, we decided to tell God thank you for the things we saw and thought about. It began with the obvious...flowers, trees, birds, dogs, various family members. Being trash day, empty trash cans were toppled over at the end of nearly every drive way. Seeing this my daughter exclaimed, "Thank you God for giving us trash cans that we can put our trash in when we are done and don't need it anymore." After my laughter subsided, it occurred to me that she had taught me something at that moment. When you are looking for reasons to be thankful you can find one even among the trash, the trash in life. Thank you God for showing me through the words of a 3 year old the meaning of being thankful in all circumstances.