"Mommy...do you sometimes wish I was a giraffe?"
"No. Why do you ask?"
"Because they are very quiet and don't ask questions. I ask a lot of questions."
And she does. She asks a lot of questions.
Recently, at the dinner table she let out a frustrated sigh.
"There are two things I don't know. I don't know how God made the world and I don't know where babies come from."
Maybe I do wish she was a giraffe.
1 comments:
That child is simply *amazing*! Love her hair in that photo! I'm so glad she is not a giraffe! :)
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