Fountains of Joy

We had our new youth pastor over for dinner last night. It was a picture perfect day, so we grilled out and got everything ready to eat outdoors. It was nice - the girls had set out a pretty spring tablecloth...we had fresh flowers...music playing over the speakers.

Katherine and Isaac were sitting next to us at a smaller table, and just as we were taking our first bites, I heard Katherine calmly say, "No, Isaac." Not in a loud - or panicked - voice. Just a quiet, "No, Isaac." I assumed she was reminding him to eat with his fork and not his fingers. It was not the kind of voice that you would expect from someone who is watching her little brother pee right next to the table - about 2 inches from our guest's feet.

You know what they say about first impressions. I'm sure Ed will be busy the next time we invite him to dinner.