Peaceful Kingdom

After yesterday's post, I'm supposing some of you may be wondering what I received for my baptismal anniversary this year, and how it was tied in with the event.

Yes, I got a bag of Cheetos!

First, Mike said that I had to come up with a tie-in of my own.

I looked at the bag and  saw that it said it was made with

REAL CHEESE

so I said it is because we believe in the

REAL JEEEEEEEEEESUS!

I thought that was pretty good given that I had to come up with it on the spot.

Mike then had me read Galatians 6:6 "Those who are taught the word must share in all good things with their teacher."  He then pointed out that this particular bag of Cheetos was family size...

So, I shared with him.

He also made some comment about being brought into the "peaceful kingdom".

What?

OK, here's the story...

The first year we were married I gained an ounce or two and announced I was going to diet.

Mike, being the helpful husband, decided to assist me in my efforts.

When he found me eating from a bag of Cheetos, he snatched the bag from my hands.

Rude!

I did what I had to do and tried to snatch it back. 

Cheetos are really yummy!

We playfully wrestled over the bag and in the effort I kicked at him. 

Don't worry about him, I wasn't even wearing shoes.

He was wearing cowboy boots.

I broke a toe!

Seriously, it hurt sooooo bad!

Peaceful Kindgom?

Sure, as long as you don't get between me and my Cheetos!