Enter me: Who threw Cheerios on the floor?
Caleb: in the sweetest, lispy voice Oh that was me. God made me.
me: God did not make you throw Cheerios on the floor.
Caleb: Yeah he did; he used his remote control.
How is one to argue with the remote control capability of God!
1 comment:
My sweet Caleb with the busted lip!! Ready to see ya'll.
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