Charlotte's Chocolate
Sarah wrote this out to have years down the road. Once I read it I begged her to let me put it on GuineaField. She acquiesced.
I feel this is how the Lord finds me much of the time in life and ministry - "tim's working his plan again . . . time to clean up."
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"So this is what happened today. . .Around 5am I hear a quiet 'dwink! Dwink!' next to my bed. I rise and sleepily stumble into the kitchen after our 2 year old Charlotte. 'Chocolate!?', she whispers, hopefully. I pour her a cup of white milk. She settles for it and her little face is quickly buried behind the glass. 'You are going to bed!' I whisper sternly.
All is well, I think, after she and I are both tucked back into bed.
A short time later I hear a faint clinking and thumping outside our room. Wincing, I hope it’s just Buddy, the guinea pig, exercising in the middle of the night. However, since I’ve never seen Buddy exercise, I get up, knowing there was another source to this noise. Sure enough, there was Charlotte, bathed in the faint fridge light, squeezing a fountain of Hershey syrup into her milk cup. There was a new gallon of milk opened next to her (the mystery being how she lifted it off the shelf) and a puddle of milk spreading across the kitchen floor. You would never have known it was before dawn to look at Charlotte, a big brown chocolate grin to match her chocolate twinkling eyes. 'Chocolate!', she happily whispered."
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The next time Char did this a few days later I was awake and got her on video:
I feel this is how the Lord finds me much of the time in life and ministry - "tim's working his plan again . . . time to clean up."
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"So this is what happened today. . .Around 5am I hear a quiet 'dwink! Dwink!' next to my bed. I rise and sleepily stumble into the kitchen after our 2 year old Charlotte. 'Chocolate!?', she whispers, hopefully. I pour her a cup of white milk. She settles for it and her little face is quickly buried behind the glass. 'You are going to bed!' I whisper sternly.
All is well, I think, after she and I are both tucked back into bed.
A short time later I hear a faint clinking and thumping outside our room. Wincing, I hope it’s just Buddy, the guinea pig, exercising in the middle of the night. However, since I’ve never seen Buddy exercise, I get up, knowing there was another source to this noise. Sure enough, there was Charlotte, bathed in the faint fridge light, squeezing a fountain of Hershey syrup into her milk cup. There was a new gallon of milk opened next to her (the mystery being how she lifted it off the shelf) and a puddle of milk spreading across the kitchen floor. You would never have known it was before dawn to look at Charlotte, a big brown chocolate grin to match her chocolate twinkling eyes. 'Chocolate!', she happily whispered."
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The next time Char did this a few days later I was awake and got her on video:
LOL!!! It kind of takes away from the "NO NO" when you have a camera in her face! LOL!!!! I feel your pain my friends!
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome.
ReplyDeleteHmmm . . . I'm not sure that she got the seriousness of the situation, Tim. LOL! Ok, I know that I can laugh because it wasn't my child who did this . . . but her "cheese" at the end was pretty funny!
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