Poopy Pants Part of God's Plan????

**Some think my posts are too long or verbose... if you want to cut to the chase, skip down to the last two paragraphs...

A great day at the Bishops (at least it started that way) Carson went to school with no fight, he knew all his spelling words and I was sure he knew his memory work. As I set on the couch having my quiet time with God, I heard a little voice say "Good Morning God!". I went to Ephraim's room and found him sitting criss cross applesauce (legs crossed) on the rug in the middle of his room. He was facing the window with a huge smile on his face. I was happy too. Not only was he welcoming God into his day, but he his big boy underwear was DRY from the night before! Yippeee!!!!

With that wonderful start we scurried to the bathroom to do his morning duty and there was no fight about it. Praise the Lord. Then we headed to "JAM" (a preschool group - Jesus and Me) which was being held at the local ice skating rink. What fun, Ephraim got to skate for the very first time and even got to sit on the Zamboni (ice rink cleaner). He loved it.

Ephraim and I had a great clearance day at Target (75% was my downfall yet again). I really did get some great Christmas gifts though. Life was good. Ephraim was dry and we even made a pit stop at Target, just to be safe.

Then the day started to go south, we picked up Carson at school and found out he had received a "red ticket" for unsafe behavior in the bathroom and the memory work I was certain he knew, well, he had forgotten it. The good thing is that he wasn't the only one and his gracious teacher has extended the time for all of them. But even all that couldn't damper Carson's spirit as went on to share how he had written "the most sentences" today in class and had sounded out the words all by himself. He was so proud.

From the school we went to the Kid's Commons and lots of fun and playtime was being had with their only Columbus Cousin. That is until.... I look over and see that all too familiar look on Ephraim's face. Uh Oh, I turn to Ephraim and say... ."Do you need to go to the potty?" and well.. his answer was "I already went". So there we are with poopy pants. I take him to the bathroom to do damage control and then we have to cut our time at Kid's Commons short. The kids were disappointed, but went with little objection.

As we are driving home, I am talking to Troy on the cell phone and relaying to him our "poopy pants" experience. I sounded quite frustrated. From the backseat, comes words of wisdom from Carson "Mom, I think its part of God's plan." Well, alright then. I certainly didn't have a spiritual attitude about it when it happened, but I stopped short as I heard my oldest set me back on course. Maybe, God did have a lesson in poopy pants.