Sunday, March 22, 2009

Just what IS is he looking at?

So I'm sitting in church today and 7yo Reece is next to me, clearly enthralled by something. He was leaning forward to see around me,while glancing upward toward the wall on the other side of me, the wall which was half an aisle away. I quickly became curious as to the source of his focus (because let's face it, anything that holds a 7yo boy's attention for more than a few seconds is probable cause for genuine alarm).

I looked over at the wall. Hmmm, not much there to stare at, other than the light fixtures. Oh, gulp! I certainly hope he hasn't discovered something he best NOT be rudely staring at, like blue hair on an old lady or something. I cringed as I investigated. Phew, safe. No blue hairs, third eyes, or anything else I would have needed to crawl under my chair for.

So,....just what is that boy staring at?
Only one way to find out.
I leaned over and, ever so quietly, inquired.
"Reece, honey. It's not polite to stare."
"Sah-wee, Mom."
Couldn't leave well enough alone, so I pressed onward.
Again, whispering, "Reece, what were you staring at for so long?"
"Your nose. I could see right up those little holes on the bottom of it."
I just had to ask (sigh).

Psalm 18:15 ESV
Then the channels of the sea were seen, and the foundations of the world were laid bare at your rebuke, O Lord, at the blast of the breath of your nostrils.

(Well, what verse would you choose?)





Toni

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4 comments:

Mommy to those Special Ks said...

LOL Aren't you glad you know now?!

Muhd Imran said...

Reece would probably grow up to be a ear-nose-throat specialist one day.

You'll never know when that might be is true calling.

Have a good week ahead!

K.I. said...

lol!

JMRCH said...

At least he said "little holes." I remember my sister commenting on how someone could drive a car up my cousin's nose when she flared her nostrils! Yikes! ;)

Your guess was right! We are having a baby GIRL!!!! I posted pics from the ultrasound on our blog.

God Bless,
Meg