Hopscotch

Greetings friends and family,

The Webb house is virtually always filled with music.  Kendra and I are on a Jesus Culture bender with no signs of over-play.  Over-play is what happens when you have a favorite song and the radio plays it on repeat so much that you end up hating the song.  Our song collection is so deep that there is little chance of wearing out a song.  If I had to choose an anthem for the Webb house, it would be this song:



Today I spent a few hours of boys time with just Easton and I.  He asked me, "Why do you love me, Dad?"  At first I answered, "Because you're my son."  Then he asked, "Why am I your son?"  Thankfully, we had plenty of time of walking together for me to formulate an answer and explain it in a way he would understand.  He's a deep thinker, for sure.

Kendra is teaching Easton and Layla how to cook, for real.  I don't mean how to open a cereal box, although that will be a glorious Saturday morning when they can get their own breakfast.  They are getting individual time in the kitchen while standing on their chairs to learn the basics of cooking.  Layla makes excellent mashed potatoes!

Kendra helped the twins draw out a hop scotch pattern with sidewalk chalk.  Now that I know this is a part of the kindergarten standardized testing we'll spend extra time getting their hopping motor skills in tip-top shape.

We overused the cardboard boxes as houses, car tracks, and airports.  Consequently, our great room is packed with boxes.  Kendra made the request for us to down-size so we decided to dual-purpose one of the boxes.  One side is a race track for Lightening McQueen and the other is a newly designed airport and terminal.  We decorated it tonight and that was half the fun.  I gave them markers and they went wild coloring the runway and terminal.

The ministry Kendra and I are involved in will complete in two weeks.  I can't even begin to describe how much I'm looking forward to this busy season of our lives coming to an end.  My plan is to re-introduce myself to Kendra by shaking her hand and saying, "Hi, I'm Bronson...  Nice to meet you.  Can we get to know each other now?"

Between now and then, Kendra is going to New York for a few days with her friends and then I'm going to San Diego for a work related conference.  Not much "together" time, but tis' the season.

See you soon!