"If the God you believe in as an idea doesn’t start showing up in what happens to you in your own life, you have as much cause for concern as if the God you don’t believe in as an idea does start showing up. It is absolutely crucial, therefore, to keep in constant touch with what is going on in your own life’s story and to pay close attention to what is going on in the stories of others’ lives. If God is present anywhere, it is in those stories that God is present. If God is not present in those stories, then they are scarcely worth telling." ~ Frederick Buechner

17 September 2012

An Obsession

Little B has a vacuum obsession.

On Saturday, I wrote this on my FB wall: "B has been 'vacuuming' for the past 45 minutes, getting on his hands and knees to stick the hose extension under furniture, tiptoeing to "clean" the frames on the wall. He goes 'Eeeeeeeeeee' in varying degrees of volume and pitch and 'powers down' with his voice every time he stops and needs to move. He got tired about ten minutes ago and pointed to the vacuum body and said, 'Daddy, move?' So now Nich is following him around the house, pushing the vacuum while B "cleans" with the hose. Bedtime will be a bit delayed tonight."

In an attempt to create some peace in our household (a.k.a. clean without having to explain multiple times to my toddler that it is Mommy's time to use the vacuum), we bought a toy vacuum at a yard sale yesterday. 

A few weeks ago, I had asked N if anyone ever brought snacks to the monthly church admin. board meetings. He said no, so I offered to bake cookies for the next meeting. I found out that it was tonight at about 3 o'clock this afternoon. I also needed to make dinner, so I turned on "Signing Time" on the "big T.V." (the real T.V. as opposed to the laptop) for B. It's the only thing he will actually sit and watch. 

He sat there, cuddling his vacuum on his lap, munching on apple slices. 

Seriously. Vacuum obsession.

Here are some other, unrelated photos for your enjoyment.
A nice lady offered to take our picture on our flight home.
Little B's first "craft" from Sunday School. I love that he was allowed to move up to the toddler room!
Wearing Daddy's hat
Lots of running at the playground
Loves to swing!
Getting a ride from his buddy, Eli ("E-yai")


  1. Aww! He's going to have a happy wife someday! Love the pic on the swings!

    1. Thanks, Anna! We are praying that we raise him to be the kind of man who would bless his future wife a hundred times over. :~)