The Good Lord saw fit to grant our pastor and his wife with seven kids. They’re all great people, and exceptionally witty at times as well. Only thing is, the male gender doesn’t represent well in their family as there is only one boy, and he is the youngest of all at age seven.

So tonight as I was preparing to run the sound booth for church tonight, the Lone Ranger himself — that is to say, the lone Pace boy, God bless him — comes trotting over, pulls up a chair and sits right next to me and we begin a nice conversation. We talked about some interesting topics, like how big their house is, how neat homeschooling is and some really other cool stuff. Here are some quotes from a very smart young man, and I’m not kidding when I say that.

On how it feels to be the only boy and have six sisters:
“It’s not bad. It’s me, my dad…and the cat.”

On the daily grind of homeschooling:
“Every morning we wake up at 7:30, then we go eat, and then we go aaaaaaaggggghhhhh.”

On a huge stuffed pink horse one of his sisters owns:
“Sometimes that thing is scary. It peeks at you from around corners and sometimes you think it’s alive.”

On if he gets to blow stuff up for science class:
“Nah, all we do is look at pictures of planets and stuff.”

I have to tell you, sometimes I’d rather hang out with the kids than the adults. They have much more interesting things to say and they’re honest about everything. God bless ‘em!