After Max's nap, we all went outside. While Rod worked on the trees, the boys threw the frisbee to each other and played on the swingset and trampoline.
Briggs and Max decided they wanted to roast hotdogs for dinner, so after Rod finished working, he built a "campfire" to cook our hotdogs. He made four seats out of the tree stumps and we all sat around the fire, sweating.
We ate our hotdogs (except for Max who decided he just wanted a poptart) and the boys played until it was too dark to keep playing. At 9:00 the freshly bathed boys finally went to bed. Briggs and I read the last chapter of Ruth, so that he would be ready for the sermon tomorrow; and we both prayed that God would help him sit still and listen to it.
As it is now midnight, I think I can say this day was seized. Thank you Lord for such a good day. Help me to treat everyday as if it were as precious as it really is.