if you wanted to know having a either extremely badly jammed finger or broken finger makes it hard to do much typing, writing, ok basically anything. So here it goes. As the week slowly begins anew, and I start this last round of crazy made up exams that the teachers seem to think are threatening. I start to ponder the importance in this all. With getting emails about blocking your facebook so employers can't see. The thought of staying up here at Clemson for the summer and all this entails. I seem to be strangely complacent about everything that is coming up in the very near future. It seems like how, jackson one of our pastors sons at DCF decided today that as soon as his mom left that he wanted his snack and juice. Now I gave him a little bit of it, and saved the rest for towards the end of the service but he knew exactly what he wanted. Yet if I took away from him he found something else to entertain him, if you asked him not to get out something he was quick to put it back, and wanted more than anything to help clean up. His face lit up when a pop-up Frisbee was given to him folded and he got to pull it apart. This idea of being completely complacent with the moment you at, and being exuberant when something delights you, I've decided that is how I need to model my life after a 2 maybe 3 year old that I kept in the nursery this morning, that still brings a smile to my face. Also it basically helps me keep my mind off of the idea of what in the world am I going to do about rooming next year since robbie decided that he is leaving Clemson and going back to upstate
