Today I am thankful for memories.
On our way to church this morning, I look back at the kids and Patrick is playing his DS. "Are you playing Pokemon?" I ask.
"yep" ~ and we just laugh. Oh the memories of my little boys playing Pokemon on their DS's in the car.
We reminisced about the time Jacob, sitting in the seat playing Pokemon, said, "We have to go back."
"Jacob, we're not going back."
"We have to go back."
"Why?"
"I forgot my pants."
Sure enough the kid was sitting there in his boxer shorts. We went back.
And then we pulled into the church parking lot. Mike says, "Save your game." And Patrick replies, "A little late to be of any good." True enough. Mike would say that every week as we pulled into Thompson, not the parking lot. Oh the tears, "I can't save, I'm in the middle of a battle."
Time flies, but we are left with the best memories.
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