bits of humor

A Luke story: Maybe there is no way to communicate the hilarity of this story, but if you can picture Luke...

We're sitting at our table finishing lunch over the weekend and Luke yells from the bathroom that he has pooped on the floor. After RB and I sit there kind of waiting to see who gets this one, RB valiantly stands and heads for the bathroom. After cleaning up, RB is back in the kitchen and we hear Lukey singing at the top of his lungs "You're never fully dressed without a smile." We look at each other and bust out laughing, but it's even more amusing when he emerges from the bathroom (still clueless that anyone else is on his planet) singing it again while walking around with no underwear on. If the kid ever truly realizes how funny he is, we're in trouble.

I've also been pondering lately if 5 kids is too many - I mean, obviously, it's not because God has ordained every single one. But I cannot count how many times I've been asked lately if they're all mine. Some people look amused, others look completely shocked, and some look at me like I'm crazy. About 3 weeks ago, a girl stopped me and asked if I was Catholic. Today, we were sitting having drinks at Sam's with Dad before we went shopping and these sweet little Mexican women were sitting beside us. After Randy left, the older one looks at me and asks if they're all mine. When I tell her that they are, she says that I have a beautiful family and that they just don't see many white people with big families. Okay, so maybe I'll start telling gawkers that we are fair-skinned Mexican Catholics! Ha!

Love y'all,
Anda