We were all at the basketball game
cheering the high school varsity teams on to victory.
They were here.
Breaking glass. Raiding the pantry. Looking in the fridge.
Did you stop to look at that sweet picture my 4 year old drew for us?
It's a picture of her with really long hair standing beside a rainbow. Encircled with hearts.
But that was before you were here.
Looking in cabinets. Looking in drawers. Going through jewelry boxes. Peeling back my freshly-made bed.
Hey kids, let's all get our rooms clean before we go to the ballgame. That way when we come back, we can sleep peacefully on clean sheets.
My son's backpack and his suitcase that Santa brought last Christmas (because he heard we might be saving up for a trip) used to haul it all off. Four bikes.
Baby, I enjoyed biking sooo much last weekend. Hey, let's go biking both Saturday and Sunday this week, wanna? It's supposed to be beautiful! I'm glad the rain is finally gone, aren't you?
A little boy's piggy bank with One. Dime. in it. Raided. Side table drawers pulled out. Mp3s loaded with cool Christian songs.
Were you disappointed that we didn't have fancy schmancy things? No gold. No iPod Touch. No Wii. Yeah, my kids probably share in that disappointment.
Y'see, we don't put value in Things.
We do, however, value Peace Of Mind.
Hands that clasp.
Voices that praise.