on time machines

A few moments with my fabulous kids:

(from Jonathan, age 10)
"Mom! I had it in my brain to say, 'poop' but I didn't! I really just wanted to say, 'poop, poop, poop, poop' and I stopped myself. Aren't you glad?!"

(from Keona, age 4)
"Mom, why do people get tic-tac-toes?"
"Hmmn, where did you see tic-tac-toes?"
"You know mom, when people paint things on their arms or necks."

(from Jonathan)
"I wish I had a time machine."
"Where would you like to go, buddy?" I asked.
"I'd go back to when Papa Lou [my dad who passed away in 2001] was having a heart attack."
It took me a minute of deep breathing to wade through the tears welling up in my eyes, then I asked, "Why that specific time, my love?"
Jonathan answered, "So I could save him."

I'd love to go back too. Just to hear his laugh and drink in the love in his eyes whenever he looked at me. I really miss my dad. He never professed to know God, but he gave me an incredibly accurate picture of God's love.