As for me and my house....

Well, I finally captured a chicken and ummm....those noodles were good. Along with corn-on-the-cob, julienne potatoes and buttermilk biscuits, we had quite a Sunday dinner. I also baked a made-from-scratch banana cake last night with vanilla whip icing. I had some bananas that were a little over the edge and personally, I can't see baking banana bread without nuts, of which, I had none, so banana cake it was.

Vanilla whip icing is the easiest thing in the world. I had an official recipe once upon a time. I don't know whatever happened to it so I kinda wing it, but I don't think you can mess this one up. Mix about 2/3rds the milk suggested in the pudding instructions and combine with the pudding mix with a whisk. Once it thickens, stir in a tub of whipped topping. That's it. The only downfall is that you now have to refrigerate your cake.

Travis brought Lexi & Braedon over Friday night after taking them to the Harvest Celebration at Lexi's school. He's such a good daddy. He was telling me about how Lexi wanted to win a cake in the cake walk and the lesson learned after two attempts, a few tears and still, no cake.

Saturday was a big day. While Grandpa and Braedon went for a haircut, Lexi and Granny hit Wal-Mart for new Crayons, hooded sweatshirts for the kids and wound up buying the pink princess pajamas with white fluff around the sleeves she talked me into. I probably said, "no," a half dozen times while walking through the store, but how could I refuse her the adorable P.J.s? The young mom standing behind me in the check out line with her four boys about had a fit over them. I remember those days when I had two boys to shop for. Having a granddaughter to shop for/with is so much fun.

Late Saturday afternoon we went to the playground area of our apartment complex for the Resident Appreciation Day festivities. There were hamburgers, hot dogs, pumpkin carving, face painting, a bouncy castle, a hay ride and the movie Monster House after dark, under the stars. The kids bounced in the castle, hardly without hesitation, for more than an hour. Personally, I would have been sick as a dog, but they seemed undaunted. They had a blast and Grandpa and I didn't hear another peep out of them once tucked in their bed at 9:00 p.m.

Another exciting moment over the weekend was Lexi going in to Kids Church; this time, without hesitation. I think she even had a small smile of excitement on her face. What a blessing! It has taken her months of walking her to the door and seeing her little tears of trepidation, sitting in kids church with her and finally, the breakthrough came! Lexi has enough drama in her life for a six year old. I just couldn't see forcing her to stay when she didn't want to. Grandpa and I often had conversations in the car on the way home with Braedon, laying it on pretty thick...

"Wow, Braedon! You got CANDY at church? So, you had lots of fun, huh? You got to color? You heard a story?"

If fun and candy would be enticing enough to get Lexi in with her age group instead of sitting in "big church with old people," we would have no shame in using it.

It takes a bit of motivation to serve sleepy-eyed kids breakfast, get them and yourself bathed and dressed in time to get everybody to church without too much distress. I wish it were their parents getting up on Sunday morning to take their two, beautiful, precious children to Sunday School and church, but that's not happening at the moment. So, Granny and Grandpa are doing what they thought was behind them. I can't bear for my Grand kids to not have that foundation, to not know who Jesus is and what He did for them. I want them to know that God has a plan for their lives, plans to prosper them and not to harm them, plans to give them hope and a future. (Jeremiah 29:11). I won't settle for anything less than for them to know Jesus. I'm standing on His promises. As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord!