I just have to take a sec to tell you all a very funny story. Meshach, in his usual unpredictable style, woke up quite early this morning. I thought that rather than waiting around for two hours to go to Church we could go to the early service. My plans got terminated as I spent about a half an hour after breakfast looking for my toothbrush. I searched high and low until I remembered something. Meshach had been helping me make breakfast and had been playing with it. I looked behind the stove, under the stove, in the garbage, in the sink, in the toaster, behind the cutting board...I sank down in despair on the couch. By this time I was pushing for time and it was slowly occurring to me that the early service was out. Actually it was starting in 15 mins and Meshach was still in his PJs. Then it hit me. He had been playing with the lid to the milk container (we have the screw on kind). I ran to the fridge, grabbed the milk and lo and behold...there was my toothbrush, wallowing in the creamy (and now minty) goodness. The relief! Of course I found it after I brushed my teeth with my mom's toothbrush. So the remainder of the time we had before the first service I spent trying to figure out how to get it out of the milk container. I finally had to pour the milk in the teapot until the toothbrush came out of the hole then replace the milk in the container...no sense wasting! So that's my story that had me laughing all the way to the late service. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.