I was up in my scraproom reading with the window open. My room is over the garage so when Jeff, John and Jarrod began working I heard the conversations going on. Got a kick out of Jeff saying things like 'bring me that chisel'; 'no, not the screwdriver, the chisel'; then, he'd explain what the chisel looked like. 'Bring me that box of shims off the toolbox'; now, I don't think John and Jarrod are comfortable yet with chisels and shims and such but Jeff is trying to make them so. I love how he calls a chisel a chisel and a shim a shim instead of going in a roundabout way. The boys will learn exactly what they are, their description, and what they're used for. Jeff and the boys built a door casing for our outside garage door. With patience, (and a bit of impatience - though only a bit), job got done and the boys learned about shims and chisels.
The glue gun became - well - a gun in the hands of boy!
Spent some time with my little stinker granddaughter. It takes her awhile but she warms up eventually - and she loves the camera. She is only 15 months old but talks as much as a three year old. So much fun!
Mercy. Our family has seen it again and again during this time of 'no jobs' (except side jobs - and those are all about mercy too!); and once again mercy - last night. We were humbled by a gift, and offering from some friends. We are so unworthy! Yet our Lord continues to bless us through the mercy of others!