Oops, apparently it was Uncle Ted, not Uncle Rob, who wondered if home would still be there after a long vacation (see May 2009 blog). My apologies to all uncles. :)
Anywho, I took a toddler and an infant to Target today to look for some new jeans (logistical nightmare! You know you have 2 under 2 when you organize outings around which stores have shopping carts).
I don't know whether all serious theological minds would agree with me, but I think God cares about small details of our lives too, not just big ones. I'm not really one to consciously attribute every good parking spot or picked-up penny to Divine Providence. But if He clothes the flowers of the field and feeds the birds of the air, I don't think it's a stretch to say He can direct a frazzled mother with a melting-down-needing-a-nap toddler and a sick-of-the-carseat baby to the right pair of jeans in a large department store.
After the kiddos went to bed tonight, I celebrated the successful trip with a bowl of Samoas Ice Cream...delicious. If I keep celebrating all my solved logistical conundrums this way, however, I may need to go back and trade out the jeans for a larger size.