Every Friday I dig into the archives and dust off an old post. If you haven’t read it, it’s new to you!
Most of you who stalk…um…follow Summit staff know that Small Groups Guy Spence Shelton is single-handedly sending the family doctor to Aruba in February. So far this month, every family member but Spence has spent time in either the doctor’s office, ER, or a full-blown hospital visit. This week, it was his oldest son’s turn. And yesterday, the Babysitter Fairy wasn’t too kind to ‘em when it came time for Kid #2 to be taken care of.
Which is why – for some reason that I still do not nor ever will know – Spence’s wife Courtney called me just before lunch and asked if I’d be available to hang out with Ben (not quite four months old) later that afternoon.
For some reason, I forgot that it’s been almost eight years since there’s been a baby in my presence. I like babies, don’t get me wrong, I just don’t necessarily like spending time with them socially. Neither would you if your dinner partner pooped themself.
But I digress. Here’s the breakdown of the afternoon: