As some of you know, when we go up to Atlanta for church it is about a 4 hour drive. Not a short little trip but manageable in a weekend.
Next weekend is the Easter program. Both us and the Lindberg family need to attend because of our obligations to the Sunday School. Dad Lindberg though has to work both days next weekend. So Mark and I offered to drive the family up so Mom wouldn't have to take the big red van by herself.
We were talking about this the other afternoon and we greatly confused Joel. First he asks
Joel: "So we're leaving Dad?"
Me: "Yes"
Joel: "Who is going to drive us?"
Me: "Mark"
Joel: "Oh...who is going to drive you?"
Even though this is a 15-passenger van he hadn't considered that I could ride along.
After we explained that I'm going to ride in the van too,

the world made sense again.
This is my little man Joel.