Today, my total sleep tally from last night nears 3 hours. My brain, at times like this, waxes philosophical, of all things. Sleep deprivation does not a sharper Jenny make.
In five years, Aaron will be seven.
In ten, he will be twelve.
In fifteen, he may be graduating from high school.
Despite my lack of sleep, I must be vigilant.
at all the
(like right after directives)
parenting is such a daunting task,
full of such heavy responsibility.
Aaron got a Bible in his new two year old Sunday School class. He's been carrying it around, asking us to read it, and to sing the "Bible" song. So last night we started working on teaching him Ephesians 6:1. He would repeat the phrases and then when we were done would say, "Again?" and we'd do it again. Michael asked him to come sit on his lap so we could sing songs before bed and he said "Obey parents. Bible says."
Is he really only two?