St. Anthony’s Hospital in Oklahoma City. Because I guess it makes sense that if you have to go to the hospital for Christmas it would make you feel pretty blue.
I was reading a portion from The Child’s Story Bible by Catherine Vos to one of my kids tonight for her Bible homework. It was from Chapter 101, The Fiery Furnace, taken from Daniel 3. Here, let me quote a piece of it for you:
Then Nebuchadnezzar gathered together all the princes and governors and captains and judges and couneslors of the kingdom for the dedication of the image he had set up.
A herald was sent out with a trumpet. He cried aloud, “To you it is commanded, O people, nations, and language, that when you hear the sound of the cornet, flute, harp, sackbut…”
Wait a minute. Sackbut? I looked up from the book at Katie. She looked at me. We both exploded in laughter. I think we both asked at the same time, “What’s a sackbut?”
Google to the rescue:
Oh, that makes sense. Of course.
And then, from Chloe in the corner to Katie who plays the trombone in band class, “Hey, K9! You play the SACKBUT!”
More giggles. This one is going to stick around for a bit and I have no power to stop it.