Day Three - overheard

I caught James just singing as we were at the lab for his X-ray.... Event the guy behind the counter wondered what was up...

In the same light, I overheard a Mother telling her son..."now wash your hands and meet me out here when you're done!"...I am so thankful for my parents. I'm remembering them overseeing the mundane things of life...making sure I "made it". (Whatever "it" is...) Thanks Mom and Dad...

My third thing to be thankful for, being overheard, is sort of a long shot. It's something that I am not overhearing, but listening for. The bread timer. Yes, I'm thankful my wife set the timer for bread...she's made a couple batches and off to the market it will be tomorrow morning...

Thank you, dear wife, for being industrious into the late night. Everyone else is asleep, but you just keep on plugging...I'm so proud of you.

Thank you, Lord, for bread and the hands that prepare it...and that do so much more!!!