Happy Father's Day!

Hopefully, Steve had a good day today --- he really is a great dad and enjoys his children.

At church today, since it was Father's Day, our wonderful primary chorister (Sis. Spencer) lined up some dads today outside the primary room and, one at time, had them come in and sit up front with her. She would have the children sing a song and if she felt they sang it loud enough, she'd cut off the dad's tie. (FYI, these dad's had prior knowledge thanks to a phone call from her the night before - so they would wear an old tie or run and get one from a thrift store.) Anyway, it was fun to see the kids reaction - since most of the dads would kind of "act" sad when she would do it. Steve was the first dad to have his tie cut and our little Joseph was sitting towards the front when it happened. He had huge tears well up in his eyes and started crying. We didn't think much of it, Steve gave him a hug and figured he'd get over it, however, AN HOUR LATER, they had to pull me out of class because they STILL couldn't calm him down. He was just holding what was left of his dad's cut tie and sobbing. I asked him if he had a suggestion and offered a few of my own (let him wear yours, go home and get him another one, or try to fix it). He opted for the last suggestion, so we walked home (across the street) grabbed some thick clear packing tape, walked back to the church and pulled Steve out of his class with the Deacons so Joseph could help him fix his tie. He was calm after that and I was able to walk him back to his primary class. What a tender heart he has. And what do I expect from the same child who had a hard time and cried for days when we replaced the refrigerator.