Paul's feast...

Paul is 16 and he's a very... complex guy. He thinks everything out and voices very little. I am pretty sure that he never says a thing that he hasn't thought through at least a dozen times. At least. He is the epitome of the strong, silent type but inside he is really very sweet and thoughtful. If he sees something that he can do to make your life easier- he's there for you. He gets a kick out of funny things that people do. He spends a lot of time studying and he seems to like that. Go figure. Paul is the self-appointed puddle police. Woe to you if you do not remove your shoes at the door. An all-around great guy and I love him to peices.

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Paul had a "darkness" theme. Honestly, where do these kids come up with these things? Paul is like Johnny Cash in that he wears a lot of black. No, he's not goth, just very practical and insists that it doesn't get stained as easily. So... black it is. Black tablecloth, plates, silverware, napkins and cups. The floor was covered in black balloons (which I had to inflate as the asthmatic isn't going to be able to get that job done and his Dad has nerve damage in his lips and holding a seal while blowing was so funny he had Paul and I in stitches.) Black streamers from the ceiling fans and a black lantern on the table. It was downright dark in there when he invited his guests to the feast amid an eerie tune he recorded of John playing his keyboard. Will had to use a flashlight for the scripture reading(1 john 1:5-7 -God is the light and in Him there is no darkness.) His appetizer was After Dark Doritos and Chicken fingers with BBQ and Asian orange sauce. His meal was a heaping plate of shells and cheese. And his dessert was mini cherry pies with ice cream. He had every variety of Mountain Dew available. Paul went to the Army/Navy store and bought the kids their own MREs (Meals Ready to Eat) for later. We certainly couldn't have held another grain of food.