So, it was time for our Bible reading. From the other room I hear,"Why do we have to do this together? I could do this by myself. It always interrupts my evening." This was issuing forth from the mouth of Celeste, my nine year old. I calmly asked what I had heard from her.

"I don't want to sit here with everyone else. I want to do it by myself."

"Oh, ok. Here's your Bible. We are reading Matthew 21-22 tonight. I love you."

I started reading. She sat with us. It was nice to have her there. Lots of parables and Pharisees and Saducees. The denominations were there, even when Jesus was around.

Oh, making a double batch of soup is good. Freezing the extra batch for later is really good. Having that bag of frozen soup jump out of the freezer and attack your foot is bad, very bad.