A poop story

This is a funny story not because of the poop but because of the conversation. Jinger and Avery were taking a bath tonight and while they were playing in the bubbles I went into their bedroom to get their towels and PJ's. (it's right next to the bathroom) and this is what I hear. (and I'm not making this up)
"Um..." Avery
"What is it?" Jinger
"Um" Avery
"WHAT IS IT" Jinger (slightly more alarmed)
"Um... POOP!" Avery
"No it's not! Poop goes in the toilet!" Jinger
"What is it Ave?" Jinger
"My Poop!" Avery
"MOM! (very high pitched and frantic) "Avery Pooped in the bathtub and it's on me! It's disgusting!")
So I head into the bathroom just as Jinger is scrambling to get up and out of the water. I am just about to help her out of the tub and wham! She slips and splashes back into the water. (which gets everywhere) By now she is hysterical saying over and over " Avery got her poop on me! Wash it off!" Avery in the mean time is just sitting there trying to figure out what is going on, but becaues Jinger is so upset she starts to get upset.
"Avery did you poop in the water" me
"YES!" Jinger
"um... poop." Avery
And even though it was pretty disgusting I was doing my very best to put on my sympathetic face and to calm them both down. (I didn't want either of them to think it was a funny situation by any means.)
So. I get them both out let the water drain clean out the poop and then stand them back in the tub to wash the poop off of them and then take them back out to re rinse the tub.
"Mom, are you gong to wash the bathtub with soap?
"yes Jinger"
"Before we have to go back in?"
"yes Jinger"
silence
"cuz that's disgusting"
So I scrub the tub get it refilled add new bubbles and put the girls back into the tub. They sit there both subdued and quiet despite my reasurances. After a minute...
"Ave next time let me get out first ok"
"K" Avery

(I'm off to go clean my bathroom!)

Need Washing?

This little story was sent to me and I thought it had a message that needed to be shared

A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Target. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no timeto flow down the spout. We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Target. We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.
The little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance wewere all caught in

'Mom let's run through the rain,' she said.

'What?' Mom asked.

'Lets run through the rain!' She repeated

'No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit,' Mom replied.

This young child waited about another minute and repeated:

'Mom,let's run through the rain,'

'We'll get soaked if we do,' Mom said.

'No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning,' theyoung girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.

This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?

'Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer , you said, 'If God can get us through this, he can get usthrough anything!'

The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently No one came or left in the next few minutes. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say.
Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.

'Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If GOD let's us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing,' Mom said.

Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughingas they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars.
And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing. Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories...So, don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories everyday. To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.

I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN