I was driving Angela nuts this morning. We drove by a sign that advertised "Jazz-Ma-Tazz" lessons (whatever that is). For whatever reason, I started singing, "Jazz-Ma-Tazz, Jazz-Ma-Tazz" to the tune of Spiderman's theme song. I rounded out my lyrics by adding "if you can't jazz, then you can't ma-tazz". Try it. It works quite nicely. The kids loved it; Angela endured it.
Anyways, we were on our way to Willow View Farm again to spend time with old and new friends. We had a potluck breakfast there and it was fun. Charlie fell in the mud, smeared it over his face, then began to lick it off (see above photo).
I love being with family, regardless whether it's "family" in the context my biological, social, or spiritual realms. God's social and spiritual design of family is a great thing. I am blessed to be a part of some great families.
If you need family, join our Church family. There's always room for one more. We'll love you as Christ loves us.
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