Monday, September 8, 2008

Two weeks in a row, Football

Sorry sorry sorry ... I sincerely apologize for my absence. It's been a crazy week down here in good ol' Beaufort, and I have just been too darn tired to blog at the end of each day. I don't know where to begin to catch up on the past eight days, but I'll do my best ...

Let's start with book study. As you may know, we are remodeling our Kingdom Hall, so our congregation has been dispersed for a little over a week now. Nana graciously offered her home for book study (since ours is usually at the hall), so tonight was our second study at her house (and it was treat night ... YUM ... but I digress). "Coni," our book study overseer has given our book study homework -- each month we are to memorize two of the minor prophets, in the order in which they appear in the Bible. So, August, we memorized Hosea and Joel, and September we have to remember Hosea, Joel, Amos, and Obadiah. I've been working with Allen on saying these names. Last week, we practiced and practiced before the meeting, and when "Coni" asked what the names of the first two books of the minor prophets was, Allen raised his hand and whispered "Osea eh Joe." I have never been so proud in my life! Last week, he gave another answer too ... "Coni" asked if we should doubt that Jehovah's prophecies would be fulfilled, and I told Allen to raise his hand and say "No." He raised his hand, was called on, and said "Watkis!!" (for those new to the blog, Brother Watkis is our book study reader. Allen loves him). Then, after much laughter, he said, "No."

Tonight, we worked on all four of the prophets we're learning, and tonight, when it was quiz time, Allen raised his hand, and whispered "Osea, Joe, Amos, Adiah." It truly warmed my heart to see him willing to participate, and he was quite happy with the chuckles and smiles he received. He's my special boy ...

The rest of the meeting, he was kind of naughty. He forgot to whisper for the first 15 minutes. He was being noisy, and I had repeatedly told him to be quiet. When he got noisy again, I leaned down to discipline him, and he said out loud, "Oh sorry." Everyone was quite impressed by that. It took every ounce of patience for me to acknowledge that he apologized and forget that he talked out loud.

So, you football fans all know that yesterday was the beginning of football season (alas, I am a football widow yet again). We Eagles fans were quite pleased at the result of the Eagles opener, and here is Allen showing his enthusiasm ...


Fly eagles fly, on the road to victory ....

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I, too, am proud of my little Allen-boy for being so eager to participate. And, please let "Coni" know that in an effort not to be outdone by my nephew, I am trying to memorize the minor prophets, too. So far so good...Osea, Joe, Amos, and Adiah, right?

Aunt Kissy