How it Sounds to a Three-Year-Old

(A conversation between me & Simon, today, after I finished singing & playing through a song.)

Me: "Mommy & Phil are going to sing that song in church on Sunday. Do you remember who Phil is?"
Simon: "Is he filled of hugs & kisses?"
Me: "Well, yes, but also his name is Phil."
Simon: "Is he filled with a whole bunch of all kinds of different things?"
Me: "Yes, but so is everyone."
Simon: "Even you and me and Daddy and Anson?"
Me: "Yes, even though we have different names than Phil."
Simon: "But Anson has just a little bit of stuff inside him."
Me: "Why?"
Simon: "Because he's just a baby. He's just little."

October 6th, 2001...

Happy 8th Anniversary!

Bethany,

I take you to be my wife, thanking God for bringing you into my life and for the love that has grown between us. I promise to respect your God-given individuality, to support the fulfillment of your goals, and to share with you the joys and responsibilities of our Christian marriage. I promise to love you and to care for you in sickness and in health. I promise to share my thoughts and feelings with you, both in joy and in sorrow. I promise to encourage you in abundance and in need. I promise to pray for you, to assist you and to praise you as long as we both shall live. With these words I give my whole self to you forever.

Adam,

I take you to be my husband from this time onward, to join with you and to share all that God has planned for our lives. I promise, with God’s help, to give and to receive, to speak and to listen, to inspire and to respond, and to be wholly loyal to you. I promise to love you and to care for you in sickness and in health. I promise to share my thoughts and feelings with you, both in joy and in sorrow. I promise to encourage you in abundance and in need. I promise to pray for you, to assist you and to praise you as long as we both shall live. With these words I give my whole self to you forever.