The cards are stacked for Bible Trivia.
Father and son. Both quite sharp. Both have a streak of genius in fact.
You sure about that?
The ultimate authority in Bible Trivia is - tada! - the Bible, not the back of the card.
Who was the first man?
Hmm, wouldn't that be...
...Adam.
What?! My son?
Keon's automatic clapper machine.
No automatic laughing machines needed. We had good times.
And bad times?
Mercy and...
...her playmates.
Jesse bound for the house. No more tent for him.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Jacob Hoover presents...
...the Hoover Dam.
We were up dark and blurry Monday morning...
...to get loaded for home.
Then we headed home with many stops, the only one worth mentioning being our visit with the Dunninks.
You want to be as strong as Bobby? You have to do what he does: eat organic bacon. Just ask him. :-)
...my piano student Grace (who has not died but has moved to another state).
I miss you, Grace.
As do these two.
I always go to the Raines prepared to have a good time, and they all, in their own way, prepared to give us a nice time.
Emma prepared lunch for us (and quilted, yes).
Mrs. Raine prepared the quilt for us.
And Martha was prepared to pose for photos.
Oh yes, some of us can thread needles with our eyes closed.
A pricked finger is what she has to show for it.
"Good friends are like quilts: they age with you, yet never lose their warmth."
Hey! Would you believe it? I got thirteen mice in two days.
It's almost as bad as scalping them.
The home team has been doing a lot of volleyball practice this summer.
Wait, did I just say soccer?
Q. What do marshmallows and the home team have in common?
I am at a loss for words to describe Dad's serves. (In other words, I can't think of a caption.)
Christian: Can I serve?
Well, it looks like he can and may.
We take the ball to Hopeland and the game to a whole new level.
The ball is in the Oberholtzer court now.
Mr. Oberholtzer charred those hot dogs to perfection. (That is a sincere compliment by the way.)
Conrad and Philip exchange "You first"s.
Martha is astounded by such politeness.
The Sunday morning main attraction. Standing room only.
The kids' gallery was packed.
Someone really ought to herd these children away.
Mr. Raine gets out the lasso?
Do we really need heated water in August? Being on fire for the Lord would be harder in cold water I suppose.
Mr. Gordner wants to know how good the water feels. (I think he was about as "on fire" as he could stand. :)
Baptism is no joking matter.
Though it certainly is a joyous one.
And a drenching one.
Olivia
There is great rejoicing in heaven (and on earth) over one sinner who repents.
I don't know about in Heaven, but, on earth, there is great rejoicing when a cheesecake makes it to the fellowship meal.
Saying goodbye to the dear Metarko family had its effect on our rejoicing.
The cake is cut, but not our ties in Christ.
For somebody who doesn't like coffee, she certainly does a good job making it. (And that's coming from another person who doesn't like coffee.)
Mr. Metarko, hounded by the paparazzi to the very end.
