Sometimes you wonder as a mom if your children are understanding what you are trying to communicate to them or if it gets lost in the translation from adult language to child language. Last week my church community held a benefit concert for a domestic abuse organization called Cornerstone. My girls attended the concert and we talked about why our church was doing it and how they could help. They cleared out all the quarters in their banks to buy treats at the concert and support the cause. Well, today I got some insight into why Isabelle wasn't quite as eager to help....

We were cleaning their room (my least favorite task in the entire world) and she found a baby spoon--the one that you get when you try a sample at Cold Stone Creamery. So she said, "I didn't know that Heather worked at Cold Stone". I was a little confused, not an uncommon occurrence when I am having a conversation with Ronsi, so I probed further. I thought maybe she was talking about a friend from church and I am pretty sure she never worked at Cold Stone. But then Isabelle, seeing my confusion, said, "Mom, you know, for the concert...the girl said she was from Cold Stone." Ah Ha! the light comes on. Well, of course we would do a benefit concert for an ice cream store--have you seen the price of milk lately? God bless you- you makers of sweet cream ice cream with a peanut butter cup mix in..help is on the way!