"...take a deep breath..."

Here's something light and comical for you this morning since my posts recently have been pretty dark and deep. 

Last week, as per usual, Olivia (the 2yr old) was squealing and squabbling. This time, the target was her biggest brother, Hunter (the 8yr old). 

With five children and only three swings, one being a baby-type swing, there is constant competition for who will swipe the next swinging opportunity.  

Livy got up for two seconds, Hunter thought she was done so he took over.  

*insert deafening screams here and extreme anguish and betrayal* 

 

I caught the moment as it was happening...just the looks on Carter and Avery's faces as they witness this pivotal moment.

I caught the moment as it was happening...just the looks on Carter and Avery's faces as they witness this pivotal moment.

Hunter grabs Livy and says "You are having a hard time sharing." 

*protests continue* 

"I know. Livy, are you ready to ask Jesus in your heart right now?," Hunter asks. 

*screaming stops* 

"Yes," says Livy.  

"Okay, Livs, now take a deep breath." 

"Say this, Jesus, come into my heart right now." 

*Livy repeats as she is told.* 

"Mom! She finally did it! Things should be getting a lot better around here, now!," proclaims Hunter. 

"She didn't mean it, son. She just wants her swing back."  

"How can you be sure?", Hunter asks. 

"I know. Trust me."