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Fun for Boys!

The other day I asked my son what his favorite part of Christmas was.

His first response was the computer game set that we bought for him. It is called Fun for Boys, and it includes 4 games: Hotwheels Velocity X, Tonka Monster Trucks, Extremely Goofy Skateboarding, and Buzz Lightyear of Star Command.

Then he sat there for a moment and looked contemplatively at the ceiling. Then he said, "Actually, my favorite gift was getting to spend time with my family."

I am not sure if he was just saying that because he was so happy about the game and didn't want to spoil it by too happy and having the wrong focus. I think that he has been around here long enough to know that if anything gets in the way of what is right, that thing usually ends up in the trash.

But I would like to think that he really did love the spending time with family element.

A couple of days later I overheard my wife asking him a similar question. She asked him to draw a picture of something from Christmas that made him smile, and then to draw a picture of something that made God smile. (By the way, God does smile. If you don't believe me, look it up for yourself.) Sure enough, his answer was very similar. The picture of the thing that made him smile was the game, but he knew that the thing that would make God smile was the spending of time with your family.

He is a bright boy, and I hope that he can continue with these thoughts. There isn't anything wrong with having a little fun, but it is so great to always be thinking in the back of our minds, "...What would God smile at? That is fun for boys too."

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  1. Matt, I love to hear you tell stories about your boys, thanks for sharing. Sandy

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  2. Thanks.

    I love the opportunity to share these stories.

    By the way, I am so glad that you started a blog for yourself. It is a great way to keep in touch.

    see ya later.

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