Last month on our way to the first MOPS meeting at an area church, Leah had some things on her mind.
As she sat in her car seat, swinging her feet and looking out the window at the potato plant, she commented, “Mom, it smells like french fries in here. And dog food.”
A bit further down the road she asked, “Does the church we are going to have a first aid kit, like our church?”
No, it’s not the beauty of the sanctuary, the fun Moppets activities or the presence of the Lord that’s the most important to her right now: it’s the bandaids.