Rocking "Rocks"

I would like to brag on my son Jadon a bit. He is growing in grace, and now, at 7 1/2, he shows initiative in helping like I've never seen in such a young man. Earlier this week, he helped Abraham get (re)dressed after Abraham went to the bathroom. He helped manage the children yesterday while I was away. Phil said he looked for ways to be helpful.

Today, though, he expanded beyond just general helping. Joe dumped out the bag of salt on the floor while I was outside doing dishes. Bummer. Abraham and Abigail, in the spirit of recycling, scooped the salt on the table and ran toy construction trucks through the "mountain." Laughing, I returned to the dishes. A bit later I heard the vacuum. Jadon had somehow manhandled the heavy machine out of the closet (over our bag of trash and pile of laundry), plugged it in, and was vacuuming off the coffee table, after finishing the floor. What a guy.

At the Bessettes this evening, we watched their incubating eggs prepare to hatch. In the next 24 hours, they will have their own chicks. We watched in awe as first one, then four, then seven eggs had either a tooth hole or a crack. Occasionally an egg would wobble on its own. What a sight! It defies the natural order, to have a round, rock-like object move with no external force.