On the floor

So, the last post may have been a little heavy, but when God lays something on my heart, I cannot ignore it.

Husband, who is a behind-the-scenes blog follower, was a little worried. He came home and asked me two questions:

1. Is everything okay?

2. Did he do something?

I am thinking that he missed the buck, so Honey, if you are reading, the last post was about me, not you.

He apparently thought he would come home to find his clothes on the floor.



No, Honey, not clothes.....................










Everyone in the house had to be on the floor, playing with "bocks."





Everyone smile and say "I need help getting up."