Yesterday morning Eva slept until 9:15! When she quietly appeared in the kitchen, the first words out of her mouth were precisely:
"I have a feeling it's going to be tricky obeying today."
Huh? My first words were, "Lets go talk on the couch."
Later in the car, she shared with me:
"Jesus isn't someone."
Me, "What is he?"
"He's a Savior."
"But I call him a Sav-noir. Or a Sav-emporium. And he laughs."
I bet Jesus thinks Eva's jokes are funny....