Bad influence.

There are many awesome things about having dinner with friends who are parents of a small baby child, a preacher, and a seminarian. I think my favorite is the number of ways I can deliberately misinterpret innocuous phrases that come from the iPod app that teaches animal recognition, or directions on how to feed a fussy baby. Lil G, my chosen-family niece, is gonna learn all kinds of fun things from her Auntie K – if Mamas J don’t disown me before she’s able to pick up on my subtleties.

I am all kinds of sleepy from a day that has involved many things that encourage full-body exhaustion, and also so full of love from so many sources. It has been a pretty fan-freaking-tastic Friday, and the weekend has only just begun. It’s gonna be a good one, I think.