"eat, eat, eat"

There is a part of me that always tries to do this before the children wake. Yet each time they come bounding down the stairs there is always something that happens in the house that makes more sense here.

Benjamin who was eating yogurt decided to share his vigor with Rebekah by telling her as only a two year old can. "EAT. EAT. EAT." This was accompanied by the spoon hitting the table. It was with excitement and authority.

If only we offered Eucharist to each other in the same way.

My children are providing a window for me I did not expect.