For Caleb’s birthday, Uncle Allan and Aunt Lindsay gave him a Curious George doll. Caleb has been infatuated with Curious George ever since a friend gave him one of the books last fall, and he loves to watch the Curious George movie. When he opened the present, it was love at first sight. He and George have been inseparable since that moment.
George has almost become another member of our family. He goes with us everywhere. George has been to Target, Community Bible Study, Walmart, Grandma’s house, house church, and bible class (these are the places that we frequent). George has been introduced to all of our friends, who were of course delighted to meet him. I have almost felt like George has become another child to me; I wash his shirt occasionally, clean him up when he’s dirty, and I even had to stitch up a hole in his tummy.
I realized how attached I have become to George yesterday when we nearly lost him at Kohl’s. We had been shopping all morning with George and Caleb in the stroller; when we left the store and started to get in the car, I realized that George was missing. We rushed back in the store and searched for him everywhere; I even asked a couple uninterested clerks if they had seen him. Just as we were about to lose all hope, I found him lying on the floor in the home goods department. What a relief!
My only comfort during all of the searching was that we have always tried to do our best by George. We have tried very hard to teach him about Jesus (through his various trips to bible study and church). Yesterday morning, before we left for the store, I walked into the kitchen in time to see Caleb put George in his booster seat, look him straight in the eye, and say emphatically, “Obey God!”, which is something I’m sure George needed to hear. I only wish George would give Caleb the same reminder from time to time.
My baby brother graduated from high school last week. If you’ll indulge me once again, I promise to keep the Billy-bragging to a minimum in the future. But I can’t write this post without mentioning that Billy was an honor graduate and a National Merit Scholar. I’m proud because he is my little brother, but he was also my student. Of course, I think he’s the smartest kid ever, but he’s also one of the most God-seeking men I have ever known. He’s heading to Wheaton College this fall, and we are all going to miss him terribly, but I can’t wait to see all that he will achieve. 
