Updates of no import...

I should be folding laundry, emptying the dishwasher, putting the pillowcases back on the pillow, organizing the hall closet, cleaning the bathroom, reading the "Taking Care of the Me in Mommy" book I just bought or any number of other really important tasks.

However, I have decided to grace you all with a couple things from the Frank Household.
Those of you who have heard of Lilly’s petrifying fear of the toilet will be relieved to hear that we have now overcome that fear! Though she still says occasionally, "The toilet not flush Lele?"

A couple days ago Jeremiah was having a little bit of a hard time staying in bed and we heard him once again peeking out the door. I busted into the room to find, Lilly with her blanket wrapped around her shoulders standing in the middle of Jeremiah’s room, and Jeremiah looking slightly confused, as if to say, "Don’t look at me, I don’t know how she got here!" So, apparently, Lilly might be a sleepwalker, because she was a little confused as well! Not what I was expecting at all!

Isaiah is now crawling more than army crawling and thinks it’s the greatest, most funny thing to stand behind a walker and try to walk. He loves to follow Jeremiah around and has even allowed him to wrestle around with him some! Both Jeremiah and Lilly are super eager to feed Isaiah (I recently weaned him—pay back for making me sick over Christmas!).

Travis is taking a class at our church that you can pay extra for and earn college credit from Western Seminary. We discussed and thought it would be a good idea for him to participate in at the Graduate Level because soon or not so soon he’ll probably go for a Masters Degree. Anyway, we’re not sure what God has for us, seeing as every worship pastor job seems to be complete dead ends. While we’ll still be looking, we’re going to make sure we’re open to other options, like Seminary. Ugh, I don’t like not knowing…but I think God knows that! Oh yes, the really cool part is that a week after we paid for the college credit the church decided to pay for it!

Alright, this next bit has to do with my 3 year old. It was his turn to pray…yes, decked out in his lion costume, this is what my Jeremiah prayed:
"Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar. Roar, roar. Roar, roar, roar, roar. In Jesus name Amen."

He did this quietly, reverently and in perfect seriousness! I think he was trying to say, "Dear Jesus, thank you for our food. Thank you for smashed potatoes, cheese, thank you for milk and peaches. In Jesus name Amen!"