anticlimactic

I've never loved an anticlimactic day so much in my whole life. 
So much build up, prayer, emotion, tears, love, worship, and yearning. 
To do what? Wake up, dig in the dirt, take our pet caterpillar for a picnic. 
Eat carrots drenched in hummus and refuse to smile for pictures. 
Make appointments for haircuts for certain 4 year olds. 
Epilepsy? Hospital visit? Brain damage or seizures?
Lord willing, no where near our thoughts today. 
Of course it wasn't really anticlimactic. 
Of course all the yearning, prayer, and love produced a lot of change in the Lord's Kingdom. 
But for today, here are some pictures of some sweet dirty kids having a picnic. 









Happy Weekend Ya'll. 
Love you too much.