Sunday Discussion Gone Wild

Our routine on Sundays has been to go to chapel and then back home for lunch and discussion with a handful of people who are interested in that sort of thing. Sometimes we discuss liturgy or scripture or political issues. Sometimes we discuss vocational crises, family strife or share recipes.

Sometimes we just listen to Ruth.

We all love it when Ruth comes because you just never know what she's going to say, or what recent article in the New York Times has her in a tizzy, or what poem she has recently written that will move us to tears. The kids love her too as she will play endless rounds of Tackle Football or build a tower with round objects or give them plate after plate of ice cream without asking any parents' permission. She once taught Calvin to say to his mother, "I don't need no stinkin' nap."

You can tell why she's the favorite.

So this past Sunday, she was spooning ice cream into Calvin's mouth and then into Henry's. She said, "This is like a train."
Well, this reminded Calvin that he had trains on his underpants! On this day! And he must show Ruth! Right then!
So he did.



Which gave Ruth the giggles.



And convinced Henry that his Spiderman undies would be just as funny.



Once we all calmed down from the show, Henry wanted Ruth's attention again so he could tell her that she needed to go get one more scoop of ice cream for him, please.