Lily: "Mama, if you have another baby, I want you to get that stroller that has the platform so I can stand on it and talk to the baby".
Mom: "Oh, honey. You know what? I might not have another baby. If I do, it won't be for quite a few years. Like maybe when you're in junior high school."
Lily: "That will be fun!"
Mom: "Yeah. It might be."
Lily: "Well, I really want you to have a baby. So I'm going to ask God to give you a baby."
Mom: "OK."
Lily: "I'm gonna call God on my cell phone and ask him."
3 comments:
I'm glad Lily doesn't know me. I wouldn't care for any calls like that on my behalf!
Um, pray tell, what is God's phone number? That sounds like a good one to have in your contacts list.
how the hell did she know "god" was my old cb handle?
fate, pro'ly.
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