August 28

Isaac remembered --at quite the last moment-- that he had his first foray as a Safety Valet this morning, so we scurried from the park to the school office a little before his 8 o'clock start time. He donned his vest, grabbed his sign, and headed out to the curb to help direct traffic.

While convincing Abby to try new things was like pulling teeth, this boy of mine is a try'er. When the opportunity to do something different presents itself, he's frequently the first person to get in line.

I love his curiosity and openness, and am thankful whenever he brings home a permission form and asks if he can try out x, y, or z. (Even if --as was the case today-- the "z" happens to be the drums. Pray for us.)