Thursday, September 25, 2008

Dinner with Jacob

Last night, Jeremy and his family came over so that Jeremy could do some target practicing with his bow. Neal has constructed a wall of hay bales around the target since he's already lost 2 arrows. Of course, once in awhile Mr. Blackbull rearranges the stacks. I was cooking dinner, between reading bits and pieces of The Rainbow Fish (mainly on the scary Octopus page) to Lauren and helping Jacob set up his cowboys and horses. When Jacob decided to come help me in the kitchen, he noticed there were only three placemats on the table. He insisted that we ALL have placemats, so I put him to work setting the table. Oh, what a great helper he was! After placing all the plates, napkins and silverware, he saw a package of pretzels in my open cupboard and decided that he would put a handful in each plate. Nice side dish to our dinner of barbecue meatballs, macaroni and cheese, broccoli, and bread and butter, don't you think? Neal was running a bit late and since Wednesday night is church night, we had to start without him. Once we were all at the table, Jacob said, "Guys, we hafta pray!" Oh yeah, I knew that. So we all bowed our heads and Jacob sang this precious song: (to the tune of Frerer Jacques or Are You Sleeping for those of you who aren't familiar with the French version)
God is thank you
God is thank you
For our food
For our food
God is berry thank you
God is berry thank you
God is good
God is good.

Oh, be still my heart. It was so sweet. *sigh*

When Neal drove up, Jacob rushed to fill Papa's plate, putting spoonfuls of each dish on his plate for him. During dinner, Jacob kept us entertained with his stories. He had been running a temperature the day before and didn't go to school yesterday. I asked him what was wrong and he said, "I couldn't open my eyes," and began demonstrating how he tried to open them, and they just stayed shut. Then he told us about how he'd had diarrhea and the toilet wouldn't flush, and the water and poop just kept coming up and up and they were all gonna die, but Daddy got that orange thing and put it in the toilet and then the water went down and they didn't die. It was a lovely dinner.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Your song is a little off. It goes as follows:

God is thank you
God is thank you
For our food
For our food
God is berry thank you
God is berry thank you
God is good
God is good

Unknown said...

Thank you for the correction. I have memory problems these days. I'll edit my post now!

Shelly Collins said...

Thanks Lita! I'd love it. Maybe we can talk Sunday at Mazzio's. Will you be there? We're coming for Papa's birthday lunch.

bailey said...

Hey Lita-I just started blogging this week and stumbled across yours on facebook.

That is too funny! Jacob sounds like a very wise kid.