but sometimes, it's the funniest.
take, for example, the night that our song had a fantastic guitar part that the kids couldn't help but join in on (never mind that they didn't have any guitars upstairs).
or how about the time that abby wanted to lead worship, but we were fresh out of microphones?
better yet, there's the time that we were memorizing genesis 1:27 (which, for the record, is pretty wordy for preschoolers) and jack learned about how god created them "fale and memale". but hey, he can recite the whole verse now!
don't be fooled into thinking that isabel's not an active participant each night. on the contrary, i would dare say she's the most active participant...
she's a charismatic one, that girl.
there's just not much more precious to my heart than hearing abby earnestly pray for a family member or friend she knows who's walking through a hard place right now. or hearing jack pray for our "baby in affguh" to join our family soon. it makes me teary-eyed to join with our little ones as they sing "hallelujah" at the top of their lungs, and holding isabel as she said her first prayer was perfect beyond words. (in case you're wondering, her prayer went like this: "gahd -- welkum abbeee, jack, daddeee. amen!" welkum is "you're welcome", which she's apparently confusing with "thank you".)
and yes, i got left off her list.