Bless Kyle's Heart

Hello!

Just a relaxing Sunday afternoon going on here. Church was great this morning. We followed it up with a quick trip to Wal-Mart to get the remaining ingredients for the Jambalaya I'm making for our Life Group's Super Bowl Party tonight (Geaux Saints!!!). First batch is done, coffee is brewing, Jacks is sleeping, and Kyle and I are chilling out. Nice.

Anyway, I thought it was a good time for a quick Kyle story. Everybody loves a good Kyle story.

This happened last week. And it's a true story...you can't make this stuff up.

I was just hanging out in our room, and Kyle came from his closet with a pair of black slacks in one hand and a container of baby powder in the other. He asked, "So can you put baby powder on slacks to make them smell better?"

Not really paying much attention to the fact that he said on slacks, I said, "Sure, just shake it down...in..." and that was all I was able to get out.

I turned around to see Kyle shaking baby powder all over the OUTSIDE of his black slacks.

I laughed so hard and he seemed kind of puzzled and proceeded to try to hit the powder out of them.

Oh...Kyle...how we love you.

Yes, there is baby powder on the lens of the camera. It was all over the room.