Remember the literature fair project I mentioned a couple of days ago?  The one that consumed our week and the one that God used to remind me that I need to grow up and make a daily “choice” to choose joy.

Here’s some pictures from our work:

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And here’s some pictures of the finished product-a poster and diorama representing Nicholas Sparks’ book The Choice, a love story set in a small waterfront town in North Carolina.cake class and madisons baptism 3-4-2010 0094 resized

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cake class and madisons baptism 092Well, today I received a text from a friend of mine who is the nurse at Olivia’s school telling me that Olivia and Sarah had won first place in the fair!

YEAH!!!!  All of our hard work was being rewarded!

When I picked up Olivia, I found out that as a prize they were each able to buy something at the book fair at school! 

Well, this is where God’s sense of humor jumps into the story!

I asked Olivia what book she bought, and I just had to laugh when she told me the title……especially after feeling so aware of my own need to “grow up” this week.

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You read that right, The Encyclopedia of Immaturity!  Olivia had used all of her prize money to invest in a book that teaches us all kinds of valuable information!!

Here’s a few things we can now master in our spare time! 

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I guess God is really trying to make His point clear! 

I need to grow up!

And until I do, I’m going to be spending my time doing some pretty pointless things in life…..like trying to hypnotize hot dogs!

Finding joy tonight in the pages of Olivia’s “prize” and realizing that God longs to see us smile,