In The Beginning...

The Twins
When Cayden and Cole burst into our lives, they were truly an adventure on a daily basis! We should have known from the beginning, that we were in for it with these two guys! First rattle out of the box, before their first birthdays, we were in the ER for stitches in Cole's eyelid! Where, of course, it was so close to his eye that they could not numb it. He was so strong that it took Jimi, me, 3 nurses and the doctor to hold him down so that they could put the stitches in! Then Cayden had me calling Poison Control just about on a daily basis; he drank everything from my Biosilk Silk Therapy to half a bottle of Motrin, to the spray bleach and the Destine Cream! I kept waiting for Poison Control to know me by name! Then came the day that we fondly refer to as the "poop day"!
A little background: Jimi and I, at the time, were leading the Sunday School department at the church we were members at. On this particular day, we had a training day for all of our teachers that would be teaching the wonderful children of our church. This training was one that I was going to be doing, so as fate would have it, when one of the twins started running a fever, Jimi decided to stay at home with them while I went to the training. They were young, but I was not worried, Jimi was an amazing and patient daddy, or so I thought! I am laughing already just thinking of what comes next in this story! As I am in the middle of teaching 35 Sunday School teachers about showing "the love of Jesus to these children", my cell phone began to ring. I glanced over and saw that it was Jimi calling, I explained to the teachers that I better get it, because he would not call me unless it was important. I answered the phone, standing there in front of all of these wonderful Christian women and men and asked Jimi what was going on, his response was priceless! There I am, at the front of the room, talking to my husband on the phone in a silent room, here is what I heard on the other end: "I'll tell you what I'm doing! I'm cleaning up sh*t! There's sh*t all over this room and all over the boys!" So as I'm praying that no one in the room can hear what is coming out of my husband's mouth, and trying to grin and bear it (so to speak), he is just ranting about all of the poop he is having to deal with! LOL! The boys had definitely spoiled their diapers, but then they decided to remove them from their bodies and "paint" the room with their feces! Needless to say, it was a MESS and Jimi was not a happy camper!
We laughed about that, and still laugh to this day about that time that he was cursing on the phone with me, while I stood IN my church in FRONT of all of our teachers that WE were supposed to be leading!! What irony!! ahhhh, God is full of grace for us, thankfully! :o) I'm pretty sure even HE laughed at us that day! Sometimes I think that we, the Wilson's, are God's little side show, put here for His entertainment! I am so glad He loves us no matter what! :o) Enjoy His love today!