What I learned about myself on Sunday - 2007-09-24 12:17
I think it may be prudent to give a quick recount of the past four months since I haven’t written a single word since last school year.
I’m a slacker.
Yeah, that pretty much covers the last four months. Or at least the reason behind my mute fingers.
But my mind was awakened on Sunday after I dropped Kylen off in the nursery at church. He just turned one on Saturday, and therefore has moved up in the nursery ranks. He is now with the bigger kids instead of the little babies. He is so excited. Who am I kidding? He has no idea. When I dropped him off, he crawled away (more like a one-legged scoot) and played like normal. I noticed another child in the room that also had red hair, which isn’t a normal sight. The nursery worker commented, “Look! Another little boy with red hair. And they have the exact same color as well!”
Ummm… You must need some color correcting lenses in those glasses, lady. Kylen’s hair is definitely a brighter red than that other kid’s. No question. Which makes him better. Brighter red hair equals better kid. Google it. It’s a well known fact.
Of course my response was, “Yeah, their hair is practically the same color.” I’m not dumb enough to say my thoughts out loud. Strike that. I am dumb enough, but at least I’ve learned to have a little self-control.
Sitting in church and thinking about the whole situation while listening to our pastor, Steve, speak about Hebrews 6:9-12, I realized how prideful I am. Why did I have that reaction about Kylen? Of course every dad wants his son to do his best, but to be so competitive that I am comparing hair color and then judging who is better is pitiful. I’ll definitely need to keep this in mind when Kylen is playing sports, acting in a play, or doing whatever it is that little Kylen will want to do.