A Cheerful Giver

A few months ago, I was reading my friend Emily's Blog and she wrote about this website that will turn your blog into a hardbound book. You edit your posts and they send a book to you filled with all your posts and pictures. I bookmarked the site (www.blurb.com), and plan to make one when I have been blogging for a year or so. I just think that it would be cool to have a book full of stories and pictures for Clayton. It has become very important to me to achieve his childhood and to remember all the funny things that he has said. So... here is another funny story.

Church on Sunday mornings has become a huge ordeal since we moved. Clayton has always been very easy going and I have never had a problem with dropping him off - until now. He walks right into Mother's Day Out like he owns the place, but he cries his little eyes out at church. I have a couple of theories about why he acts this way. 1. The first Sunday that we went to our new church, a man with a beard greeted Clayton at the door. His last Sunday School teacher was a sweet, little, white-haired grandmother. I am certain that he was expecting her to be at the door of his new Sunday School classroom. This gentleman could not look more different from Miss Nell. 2. His cousin, Morgan, was in his old Sunday School class. They absolutely adore each another! They had been in the same class since they were babies in the nursery. I am sure that it is difficult for him to wrap his mind around the fact that she isn't at his new church. 3. He has had too much change at one time and is now scarred for life. (I'm certain that he will be laying on a couch talking to a therapist about me in 20 years. :)

Well... we decided to let Clayton bring some money for his offering and his little Bible to church with him. It has worked great! He is excited about church now and life is good again. Last Sunday, there were new teachers in Clayton's class. I was worried, but Clayton did well with the drop off. When Wade went to pick him up, the lady said, "Oh yeah...Clayton...that's the really smart kid, right?" Wade asked her what she meant. She said that he walked right in and gave her his money. He said, "this is my money to give to Jesus." Then he proceeded to tell her about his Bible. Later, during snack, she said that he asked for more juice. Her husband (the other teacher) said, "The first glass was free, but this one is going to cost you double." He said that Clayton looked up at him with said eyes and said, "I already gave all my money to Jesus." The teacher said that he felt like the biggest jerk on the planet. I guess that will teach him not to tease a very literal 2 year-old. :)