February 26, 2011

  • It was Lunch-Time.

    The 2yr old Angel had temporarily lost her halo and was wailing herself to sleep in bed after refusing to eat.

    Meanwhile, the 6 yr old and 4 yr old feasted on Chicken Nuggets and Mac 'n' Cheese.

    The Baby was cheerfully cooing in the high chair.

    6 yr old: When Miss M'lizabeth is HERE, she's like a MOMMY.
    4 yr old: (nodding cheerfully) But she's not like a DADDY.

    I'm telling you, man, deep thoughts over lunch.

     
    6 yr old: Miss M'lizabeth, can you tell me the story of How God Provided? I like that story.

    And this is why we tell stories. And we tell them again. And again.