I haven’t had much time to work on my blog lately. The past two weeks at work I have been training my replacement at work – helping Amy and Jim move – shooting a wedding and corporate photos – editing photos – it never ends!

Tuesday night we helped Amy and Jim with their new house – I painted the bathroom with Amy while Jared and Kurtis pulled up carpeting downstairs. Wednesday night the youth group helped Amy and Jim move their basement and garage and kitchen – in 50 minutes! Thursday night we went back down and Jared worked more on the flooring while I put a second coat on the bathroom.

Ella – Amy and Jim’s daughter – hung out with me while I painted the bathroom. She is one of my favorite kids on the planet. She will be 5 in July and is one of the smartest kids I know.

We had the following conversation –

D: Ella – what do you want to be when you grow up?

E: I want to be a PT like Mommy and work at the Phoenix. But my Phoenix is going to be in Wellsboro. If I have a Phoenix in Wellsboro and Mommy has a Phoenix in Mansfield – whose would you go to?

D: Seeing as how you are one of my favorite kids – I would probably have to go to your Phoenix.

E: Why don’t you come to my Phoenix one day and Mommy’s Phoenix the next day so that we can share?

That sounded like a good – fair solution to me. I was telling Amy about the conversation with Ella – how cute it was – and Ella comes running in the room saying – I wanted to have Danielle come to both our clinics so that you can see her too – since you have cancelled her from her job. I laughed and laughed and laughed.

Amy ordered Chinese food for dinner – we all sat down at the table while Amy and Jim met with the carpet guy – Ella provided the dinner entertainment with the following …

E:  (looking around the table and saying in a low voice) Daddy isn’t going to eat any of this.

D: Really – why is that?

E: Well – don’t tell him I told you this – but Daddy only eats peanut butter and mustard sandwiches. When I come home from school – I say – Daddy – let’s get your mind off mustard and talk about something else. But all he says to me is – Ella – I can’t help it – I just love mustard. I want mustard for breakfast, lunch, snack, and dinner. I love mustard! Sometimes when we go to restaurants – he orders mustard and PB sandwiches and Mommy tells him that it is bad manners in a restaurant to do that – but he can’t help it – he loves mustard!

D: Can I ask him about this?

E: Oh no, you can’t – he gets so embarrassed about his love for mustard!

I don’t know how she comes up with this stuff!