J.E. has said a couple of things lately that just cracked me up. The first was Sunday morning. I pulled a pair of hand me down shoes out of the shed for J.E. at the last minute and one of them didn’t have a lace. I ran to the bedroom and found the perfect lace in the first drawer I looked in. As I was lacing the shoe I was telling J.E. how cool God is that he allowed me to find just what I needed just when I needed it. He replied,
“Yeah. God’s my favorite spirit.”
Tonight at dinner:
“Chicken is like gum. You have to chew it.”
I love that boy!