Core Meltdown

When I came home today, Wyatt - instead of greeting me with his usual smile - was sitting in the middle of the kitchen crying his head off. But from the first moment I saw him, I could tell he wasn't really in pain. This was a tantrum; his first one according to Anna.

Generally, this wasn't a good day for Wyatt, but the final meltdown occurred because he could not gain entry into the fridge. So, he melted and started wailing, which eventually made big alligator drops fall from his eyes and turned his whole face blotchy as though he were breaking out in hives ... that comes from Anna by the way.

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The last two days I have had the opportunity to visit a crisis home and a detention center in Owensboro. That's part of the thrill of being in ministry: continual exposure to new environments.

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We're eating split pea soup with jowl bacon tonight for dinner. Suuuuuu-weeee! But, the good news about this jowl bacon: it is grown locally. We also had some buffalo recently from the locals of Kentucky. Yes, apparently, buffalo roam, graze and eventually find themselves at the butcher in these parts.

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Wyatt has also learned to quickly reduce any room into a disaster area by liberally emptying boxes, shelves, laundry baskets and drawers of all sundry items. Thus, the necessity of keeping him out of the fridge, which led to "core meltdown."

Wes