I am sitting here keeping one eye on the USA/Canada gold medal hockey game and having several thoughts:
- First off, I don't generally watch hockey and it is pretty fast paced, I certainly don't understand all the lingo/rules, but since it is the Olympics, I feel some sort of patriotic duty to watch and be on pins and needles hoping for a victory.
- Second thing about hockey, it seems like it would be very difficult to wear those enormous gloves on your hands and actually be able to do anything with your hands.
- The boys got up in the middle of the game and immediately recognized that it was the Americans playing and declared that they "have" to win. I am not sure how they pick up on these things, but they do.
The next thoughts are not related to hockey at all, but are still thoughts:
- Yesterday, while looking for something for the boys to watch on TV, I discovered that we had the movie Babe on our On Demand menu. The boys loved it and Xavier has been asking all day today to watch "the Babe"--completely cracks me up.
- While I was at Melissa's house, she tried to help me with learning how to take photos in manual mode on my camera and so I forced the boys to sit and let me try to take some pictures of them this afternoon and I was actually rather pleased with the results. It is giving me confidence to try more. Of course, I have serious camera envy of Melissa's Nikon D90.
- It has been hard getting back into the swing of things since coming home. I have managed to put off doing laundry until tomorrow, but did make myself get mostly unpacked and cleaned some yesterday. I have also successfully ignored the pile of work on my desk that will be waiting for me tomorrow morning.
- It is always wonderful to hear how God is working in the world. This morning the pastor at the church we went to shared about how God had worked and used him on a recent trip to the Ivory Coast with the Hanna Project. They did an amazing medical work and saw many come to know the Lord through their efforts and it was such a testimony to God's love and grace. We both found ourselves moved to tears several times.
- The boys were thrilled to be home with their toys and to sleep in their beds. Xavier was even more excited to hear that daddy was going to still be here when they woke up the last couple of mornings. Of course, he will be back to being going before they wake up tomorrow, but it was nice to have him home and to be home.
Some of the pictures from today: