Great Expectations

We all have them.

Some of our expectations were in regard to our first family movie night. We planned a movie night with an almost 3 yr old and a 7 month old. If you must judge, do so quietly.

Things began so very well...

Marah was pumped. It was a movie with an actual plot and not a cartoon, so the parents were interested in hearing the dialogue and understanding the scenes. Which is impossible to do when the above mentioned 7 month old is squealing her heart out and the toddler is asking questions about EVERY.THING on the t.v. screen.

And then E threw up all over the exersaucer. And M thought the air mattress was a trampoline.

The Lord heard my silent cries because right about the time I was planning to lose my mind, there was a scene with a girl in a wheel chair. And M excitedly said, "oooh, I want a roller chair for MY birthday!"

And I laughed. Heartily.

And we revisited those great expectations as we tried to explain what a wheelchair is, the special people that need them, how God loves everyone, and we do too. M listened quietly. She explained that God loves the dolphins without tails.

And that she still wants a roller chair.