The Left-Armed Skill of Your Local Superhero

So it's Wednesday, Bible study night for our family and a couple other families from our church. After a wonderful night of studying the Bible, having fellowship with others, and playing a fun game of duck duck goose (ages 1-22), I headed home driving a minivan full of three energetic young'ins. (I was helping out a family from church). By the time the 30 minute drive was over, all three kiddos had fallen fast asleep in their seats. Score!!!

Anyways, as I parked the car and turned it off, the two older boys immediately awoke, unbuckled themselves and hopped out onto the driveway. I looked into the back seat and saw the 4 year-old fast asleep in his booster-seat, head drooping to his chest. His cuteness touched my heart, and I decided to carry him inside and gently place him in his bed.

Being that my right arm was full of bags/supplies, I skillfully unbuckled him with my left hand, and then with utmost precision and poise slung him over my left shoulder like a limp sack of potatoes. (Wait! did that make sense???! Oh, whatever... you get the point ;)

I got inside, (he was still asleep by the way), took off my shoes, and made it all the way into his bedroom without waking him. (and I was carrying him with my LEFT arm! I am so good).

Oh no! I had reached a dilemma! Little did I know, the room was shared by all three boys, and their were three beds to choose from. I placed all my bags and belongings on the desk, and turned to gaze at the beds, hoping, with all my heart, that this 4 year-old's bed was not the top bunk. (I am not trained in the skill of placing sleeping children in top bunks yet).

Anyways, I as I looked around the room studying the beds, I said to myself softly... "I wonder which one is his bed???"

Then, in my left ear, I heard a little voice say:















"That one's my bed"

ARE YOU SERIOUS! he was awake the WHOLE TIME!

...my left arm better not be sore tomorrow :/