Bad news on all fronts...

The last time I suspected someone was pregnant I was right.

I HATE having this icky feeling.

No!

Stop...it's not me!

I'm being faithful to my little white and blue pills.

which are to control the pain of my periods.

Ok they control other things too.

cause I'm not THAT conservative!

Back to the matter at hand.

This time...

I'm not saying NOTHING!

I'm not getting involved!

I'm not saying a word...

and I'm just going to forget it.

And when the poop hits the fan...

I'll be there...if needed...

(yes I know I'm missing a blessing)

but I've been down this road before...

and I'm not playing the preggo police to irresponsible young adults.

I'm getting tired of that game!

Proverbs 3:1-13...

should be standard fare for each parent in the church...

grandparents too.

'cause the mistakes our kids do out in the world...

reflects badly on our Lord.

I know this first hand.

And it's true...

but for now...

all I'm going to do is pray...

and wait!