The other day Josie asked me (quite logically, I thought) if since God can hear everything we say all the time, "Does God have really big ears?"
As we were driving to town, Josie informed me that she did NOT want to take the highway. She wanted to take the low way.
Yesterday, she said, "Mommy, do you remember that time a long time ago when we snuggled with Daddy on the couch and we had a blanket and it was night and Daddy made a fire in the fireplace and we watched the Crocodile Hunter and it was cozy? (Sigh) That was a wonderful special time."
