As usual, the older kids were finished with breakfast, so it was just Lucy and I in the kitchen enjoying some yogurt and listening to one of my favorite morning worship cd's. Charlie and John walk in their army hats and Charlie asks "Mom is this army music?" "Yes, definitely!" I reply. "You're in God's army!" (and in my best narrator/announcer's voice, and arm rasied in the air, I add) "We are soldiers for Christ!"
Eyes got big and were followed with a big "Hoorah!"
Dancing commenced. Carry on, men.
