I’m going to try to get back into the habit of blogging, but I have to admit being somewhat intimidated by the idea.  As I mentioned in my last post, I have struggled to remember those funny little every day happenings and worry – not that I will ever run out of material, but that I won’t be able to retain the material from the time it occurs until I can get it posted.  However, today I thought of a way to help my poor sleep-deprived brain.  I took a picture, and it worked like a charm to remind me of the funny thing Samuel said while waiting for the doors to his preschool to open this morning.

Let me preface this story by saying that Samuel’s preschool is at First Baptist Church of Prosper, Texas.  Since we started late, we had a little trouble finding a school that wasn’t already full, but FBC Prosper had just the right class for Samuel.  With only 3 boys, the “Transitional Kindergarten” class meets four days a week and is only about a ten minute drive from home. Here’s a look at the back of the church, which is where we park and walk into school:

I would like to draw your attention to the stairs that lead up to a door – which is above the fellowship hall (the preschool area is off to the right).  These stairs have been a source of concern for Samuel since we first visited the school several weeks ago.  In fact, they drive him crazy.  He asks me daily what is at the top of the stairs, and I can’t really tell him since I have no idea.  But since I’m not a member of this church, I’m not about to go up there and knock on the door.

Today, the curiosity was driving Samuel nuts.  We were sitting at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for school to start, when he started slowly inching his way up, one stair at a time.  I told him to stop and he started the questioning all over again.  He wanted to know why he could not go up and at least try to open the door.  I tried to explain that for all I knew, the pastor and his family lived up there.  Samuel quickly replied “Mo-mmy!  This is NOT a HOTEL!  This is a CHURCH!!!”

What can I say?  He’s got a point.