Me: “Joshua, would you like to bless your food?”
Him: “Yeah.”
Me: “Who do we talk to when we bless our food?”
Him: …….
Me: “We talk to Jesus, who gives us all of our needs.”
Him: “Mommy, I want to talk to Sammy.”
Alrighty then.
An American humorist, writer and author. When boiling down the chicken soup of life, she finds those golden, fried nuggets of truth & writes them long after the kids go to bed.
