that has been us Lately.
Last Saturday our van broke down.
Like…In front of Amy’s house, on our way to practice…BROKE DOWN.
I have been taking a TAXI to and from work on the last 2 weekends.
So…because I had been sick the last 2 weeks also, I was feeling STRANDED.
(Trust me …I know…..I am not TRULY stranded.)
Just…STRANDED in an typical spoiled American way…STRANDED.
Dumb…but still stressful nonetheless when we have football practice, my work, Daddys work, grocery shopping, hs classes, etc.
Today was my day.
We were supposed to DRIVE the van to the shop to get it fixed.
(While Daddy was at work..no less)
BUT…When we went to start it….
Jay called out a friend to TOW US to the shop.
FUN..with 4 kids.
Needless to say …I was in RARE FORM.
I was STRESSED!!!!
I wasn’t in a GREAT mood and everyone knew it.
That's when I heard Zeek.
Sweet Sweet Ezekiel.
He had climbed in the back seat of the van and said, “If you will all be good and quiet, I’ll buy us ALL a treat at the store……I brought my WALLET and I have $8!”
Of course…I was not surprised,shocked, or stunned.
After all…It is Zeek.
He is always looking out for his brothers and sisters.
Such a sweet reminder of how BLESSED I am….
STRANDED or NOT.
PS…..I let the sweet child KEEP HIS MONEY.
I bought the treats!