KendleLand

Perhaps the title is a stretch.

I'm not one to pick favorites, but if you held a gun to my head, or even a plate of salt and pepper ribs in front of me, and made me choose a favorite kid at my dad's church, I would have to say that the current honors go to the Lam brothers. Jeffrey is in first grade and Kendle is about three and a half. Except when they are both hyper and goofy together, the two are near opposites in character. Jeffrey is quiet and detail oriented; he likes patterns, numbers, and often brings home test scores over 100. I used to love playing with him just because he was so shy. For better or worse, he's not shy around church anymore. Kendle was never quiet. Being short, he looks younger than you might expect and as a result, gets away with that much more. He's a natural charmer, a favorite among the youth group girls, and knows how to employ it to his advantage. Not so academically inclined as his brother (and perhaps not at all), Kendle is instead a natural story teller. He told me this morning about the sled he got for Christmas that flew into the air and how he had to cut a hole in the sky to get back down and how he also got an edible lamp as bright as the sun and a super monkey that speaks English (but not Chinese). Not only Kendle a story teller, he also has a very smart mouth for a three and a half year old and a mind that has become very difficult to trick.

Earlier this week, his grandmother told him she was going back to China...

Kendle: Good. Now I can eat all the candies I want and no one will stop me.

Grandmother: No, you can't. The police will come get you.

Kendle: No. They won't know when I'm eating candies secretly.