I've always been a part of THAT family...

**This post has been edited a little to enter into "We are THAT Family" 2nd blogaversary.

If you've ever scrolled down the side bar of my blog, you've noticed a blog called "We are THAT Family". I felt an immediate connection with this blog. We always had interesting events happening when I was growing up...

On the way camping and the van over heats. Had to pull over on the side of the dam bridge for my dad to pour water in...my best friend was with me...we were kind of a "white trashy" THAT family...

My little brother swallowed a bullet! Even the ER doctor couldn't believe that one! He had to be x-rayed, the entire ER laughed and my sister helped him "dig" it out of his "you know what" days later...

Today was one of the many instances with my own kids. We recently remodeled our sanctuary at church. After the beautiful dedication service today, we had a fabulous meal in our activity building. The kids had eaten and I was enjoying my desserts (yes, I mean plural).

I had been looking around for Daniel and a friend at my table says, "I think Daniel needs your help." I look up and he is walking out of the bathroom hallway with his pants and underwear around his ankles in front of everyone! He is yelling "mommy, I need your help!"

We're trying to explain modesty! I'm just still happy he's potty trained.