The day our waterbed died

Bill loves the word FREE!
When we first got married someone gave him his old waterbed...not too bad at first, but when I was pregnant getting into the water bed was a chore (probably hillarious to watch, though).
I felt like a beached whale and would have to throw myself onto the bed, and heaven help if someone was on the other side..the danger would be that you would be thrown off the bed because of the waves!!!
Ryan would come into our bed in the mornings and we would play with him a little before the day started. Well, one morning he was with us and I started to feel a little warm...then wet! I thought perhaps Ryan had an "accident,but as I became more alert I realized that I was in a puddle.
Of course, I was the only one wet. Bill and Ryan were just fine!! I got up and examined the bed to find out where the leak was. Ryan thought it was great to have an indoor pool, but I was getting frustrated!
We found out the problem....Ryan took a pin and stuck our bed. He wanted to see what would happen! It was the middle of winter, and we had to get a hose to empty all the water out of our second story window!!
I told Bill it was time for a regualr bed for us.....so that was the day our waterbed died! Bill was okay with not patching it because he got another "bargain" the next day!!

could this be the fragrance of Christ????

When Ryan was about one and a half, I put him down for a nap in his crib. He always gave me a run for my money, but I was determined! On this particular day, Ryan went down fairly easy...(should have been a warning for me).
I went downstairs, and decided to read and pray. I opened up the scripture to second Corinthians 2:14-15a "But thanks be to God, Who in Christ always leads us in triumph and through us spreads and makes evident the fragrance of the knowledge of God everywhere. For we are the sweet fragrance of Christ unto God.
Well, not long after I read that I smelled the sweetest smell and I was praising the Lord for using my spiritual senses (I thought)!!
The sweet fragrance soon became overpowering and all I could do was yell RYAN!!
I ran up the stairs to an overwhelming clould and smell of baby powder!
I had bought the economy size container of baby powder, and Ryan had emptied every ounce!
Ryan had escaped from his crib and was jumping up and down on our old water bed. The room was so foggy with the powder I could barely stand it! I grabbed him and rescued him from the cloud of powder and waited for the air to clear! I tried shaking our nice down comforter, put it in the dryer, and even had it dry cleaned.
Even though I eventually got our room cleaned up, anytime we would go to bed we could smell baby powder and there was always a little "puff" of it in the air!!!
The Lord sure has a funny sense of humor!!!!!