Emma is chock full of questions. Usually her question is, "Why?". She doesn't seem to believe me when I say, "I don't know"... because obviously I'm withholding a massive amount of random information from her. Silly girl! :-) Today, she was sitting on the toilet and trying to convince one of us to wipe her bottom, um... yeah, I went there, and I left the general area, leaving Nathan to fend for himself. :-) From the bathroom I hear her little voice ask, "Daddy, why did God give people bottoms?" Really?! How the heck do you answer that without peeing your pants from laughing so hard? I don't even know what Nathan said to her to answer the question, but I do know that I am so glad that I wasn't in the bathroom.
That's my musing for today... :-)
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