That's Nuffing


A couple of weeks ago we went to Paradise Park...a completely awesome place for kids to play creatively...not to mention Mom and Dad have to be creative to figure out a way to pay for it.  But anyway...lots of creative fun.

After we are there for an hour Annie begins the potty dance.  "Annie, do you need to go to the bathroom?" I say casually.  "No, No, I'm just dancing."  She replies.  Two minutes later I force her to the bathroom.  After we get to the bathroom, she goes in and comes out of the stall twice, saying that she tried to go potty both times.  It doesn't occur to her yet to wait a few seconds so I might actually think she could have tried.  So finally, after pulling her pants down myself, she is on the potty, the door is closed again.  I hear the tinkling sound, and immediately Annie's voice saying, "That's nuffing."  I try to hold back the roll of laughter, at her futile attempts to hide the obvious from me.

A couple of weeks later, I'm thinking back at this incident laughing again, and it occurs to me how often I say that to God.  "That's nothing."

I'm only yelling this one time because I have a really good reason.  That's nothing...

I skipped the the bible reading time this morning because we didn't have enough time.  That's nothing...

I ate that whole plate of cookies because I really wanted them.  That's nothing...

Ironically, the reason I wanted her to go to the bathroom, was so she could play more.  Obviously we would be going home early if she decided to wait too long.  But God is also wanting what is best for me...and it isn't nothing  to Him.

BTW, Annie doesn't have to go potty in the picture, she just grabs her crotch when she is really excited...I think she tries to hold herself together...afraid she will explode with excitement.