11 JAN 26

Sun-rinsed morning driving to church in a nineteen degree windchill...

Patience starts giggling in the pew when Vicar H asks the tiny tots during his children's sermon illustration if he would still be married if he removed his wedding ring... “NOPE!” one of the tots yells out...

Driving my own tots back mid-morning where Sunday School behavior has fully ended and they're already whacking each other back and forth over the head with stuff...

Home where I'm sweeping up a very large stash of Hershey's wrappers I found underneath the slipper chair in the living room... at least it wasn't the dog this time...

Oxbear returns later from eldering at the second service where Patience is anxious to know... “Did the baby cry at the baptism?”...

And Puck is asking for steak...

Patience and I are at the Big House early afternoon where most of the family is working through about six boxes of pizzas before Francis lights a fire in the wood burning stove with whittling scraps from a guy at church...

Patience and T get busy moving branches around the yard... something about trying to poke something or break something maybe...

Couple of hours later... home once more where Patience's ear is bleeding again from her birthstone studs...

But she forgets about that to argue apologetics with Puck in my room with Mama as acting moderator... which... continues with myself and Oxbear for about two hours while Oxbear chops an enormous salad in the kitchen...

And once we've solved about no theological dilemmas whatsoever... Puck tosses another Tootsie Pop into the hatch for a drive over to J's for the night... and probably more Taco Bell...