Darby learns about the birds and the bees

Yea, we took the boys to the beach last weekend and they didn't eat sand, major awesome, we can actually go to the beach this year!! Mike forgot to put a swim diaper on Darby and when we were at the beach he loaded up his diaper, (I have more poop stories between my 3 boys than should be allowed). Anyhoo, I was lucky enough to be the parent to clean him and his poo pants up in the beachfront ladies room at the state park. And let me say, when stuff like this happens, and by stuff I mean unwanted poop without diaper not at home in a public place type stuff, it's always the most gigantic poop the kid has had in like 6 months, just saving it all up for the most opportune moment. So his bathing suit liner was D-SGUSTING and I had to scrub it clean with my bare hands, so after I scrubbed Darby down I let him go free to his dad and Cooper waiting outside the bathroom on the beach.

Darby in his innocence and pure nakedness spotted a flock of seagulls and took off after them, scampering down the beach, completely naked, chasing seagulls with his hands raised in the air towards his flying objects of adoration. A few teenage girls got their cell cameras out and took pictures. I'm not sure if he'll ever be as free as he was that day, it was beautiful.

Yesterday Darby discovered firsthand about bees by finding a new hive under out backyard picnic table and disturbing it. Mike, who was 20 feet away on the trampoline heard him scream, looked over and he was smacking his face and being swarmed. He was stung three times. His face, neck, and arm, poor little guy. His face swelled up and he looked like Rocky Balboa for awhile. I'll post the pic.

Planting toy trucks

I've wanted to grow tomato plants for at least a decade now. So when I passed by a 60 cent packet of tomato seeds at Meijers a few months ago I grabbed them, pondered the possibility of freshly picked tomatoes on my salads every evening and headed for the checkout excited that I was actually going to live out this dream. No more dreaming, it was actually going to happen, I would actually have tomatoes all the time right in my own backyard.

I planted the seeds in a giant planter I had flowers in last year. I even purchased a bag of super rich black garden soil specifically engineered to growing vegetables all chock full of miracle grow and earth worm poop, whatever they use to make it really black and nutritious.

With all the rain we've had my tomatoe plants were on their way, little green sprouts turned into young healthy tomatoey looking plants full of promises that soon they would deliver my long awaited tomatoes. The Darby and Cooper discovered them......

They thought it would be better to remove the tomatoe plants and use my super dirt to bury their toy truck and a sippy cup, so naturally after I got past my disappointment, I grabbed my camera.

In a funk

Last sunday night I was worshipping with a great group of Jesus lovers at a bar in North Muskegon called Cancun Connection. Beer signs hung, tropical colored walls, ashtrays and the cleaning lady who was dutifully changing the trash during Justins sermon. It was the first service of "Jericho Road", it was great. The music was loud and powerful.

We sang "You're the God of this city". If you've ever heard this song and know the lyrics you know it chorus centers on God doing "greater things" in the city, it speaks of revival, of change to come. Its a great song.

I've been in a funk lately so I completely internalized the lyrics. "I" became the city.

"You're the God of this city"

Greater things have yet to come.
Greater things are still to be done In this city.
Greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done here

It all starts with our hearts, my funk needs to be stripped away so I can shine like a lamp.
Greater things are yet to come....