Last night during church Collin became very dehydrated. He asked Harold if he could go out and get a drink. He was told "no" very authoritatively. It is the opinion of my dear husband that we don't walk out of church unless not doing so would draw even more attention to our pew than walking out would. Thinking that my heart might be a little softer than Daddy's he turned to me and whispered "can I go get a drink". "Collin", I said, "Daddy just told you no". "Yeah, but you're older than him so you're in charge", he whispered back. Now I just have to convince Harold that those sixteen months that I was on the earth before him helped me to develop a vast wealth of knowledge that he needs to dip into. Leviticus 19:32 is now my favorite verse, "Rise in the presence of the aged, show respect for the elderly and revere your God". For some reason he still clings to Ephesians 5:22, "Wives submit to your husbands as to the Lord". Oh well I guess I'll give in to him since his scripture seems a bit more relevant to our relationship, and I really don't want the responsibility. I'll just constantly remind him of the advantages of being married to an older woman. In this picture, that was taken this past weekend, we were called the "old(er) love". I think that means that he's catching up with me anyway.