During the summer, sometimes I will work evening shifts on weeknights.  When I do this Johanna likes me to leave the girls a note for the morning (so I can sleep in until 7:30 or 8:00).

She actually didn’t need a note one morning, because I had been able to give instructions verbally before she went to bed.  But she pleaded with me to leave her one just the same.

Instead of thinking it was funny, as I did (I was laughing so hard as I typed it out) she said it made her cry.  She said that as she read it she was worried about all the jobs.  She also thought “gas” said “gats” and she thought those were bugs, and thought I meant get them out of the big van.  Which was even funnier.  But I guess she’s just not yet primed for my witty humor.  I will stick to love notes from here on out.

1 Corinthians 13:11
When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways.