Chloe was recently invited to another child's birthday party. We went and bought a gift, wrapped it up and took it to the party venue. The party was being held at an ice skating rink which had a "special" room where the "special" girl could have her "special" time uninterrupted by the "common people," it seemed.
On a recent cloudy day Chloe asked me, "Where's the sun?" I told her it was behind the clouds. "No it's not," she replied. Apparently, Chloe is having a hard time believing something is there if she can't see it.
While we were getting out of the van one day, Chloe had a small bag of candy in her hand. Somehow a few pieces dropped to the garage floor. This was no big deal, but I feared they would attract ants, so I stooped down to pick them up.
One day while I was at the office, I received a telephone call. The caller said, "I'm standing out in front of the office. I need you to come out here, but don't come out the front door." Not fully understanding what was going on, I walked up to the front door and looked out. There, lying stretched out across the front door was a Black Snake.
One morning on the way to church, a cute and wonderful thing happened. Chloe was sitting in her car seat, Amy and I were talking, Cole was snoozing (I'm telling you, that boy just can't stay awake in the van. If he just looks at the van, his eyes start to glaze over).
We all have problems of some sort, don't we? Granted, some of our problems are not as big as those others face. It would be very easy for us to look at our problems then look at those of others, and feel guilty for being concerned about our "small" problems in light of theirs, right?