Not to toot my own horn, but this morning brought another WIN for Papa... This morning Flannery requested granola for breakfast. As I was getting it out for her, she also requested that I put milk in it (as if I wouldn't). "Hmmm," I said, "I don't think we have any milk. I'll have to pour soy sauce and onions in it."
"Papa, don't do that..." she said, watching me pour the milk into the bowl.
"I dunno, sugar, we're all out of milk. You're gonna have to have yucky ol' granola with onions and soy sauce."
"Papa..." she said in the voice that means, "I see you pouring the milk, but I hear you saying onions and soy sauce..."
I set it down before her at the table, and looking in the bowl, I heard a quick sigh of relief, and then her prayer: "Lord Jesus, thank you for this food, please bless it to my body, in Jesus name, Amen... Lord Jesus, thank you for Papa's joke, AMEN!"
"Papa, don't do that..." she said, watching me pour the milk into the bowl.
"I dunno, sugar, we're all out of milk. You're gonna have to have yucky ol' granola with onions and soy sauce."
"Papa..." she said in the voice that means, "I see you pouring the milk, but I hear you saying onions and soy sauce..."
I set it down before her at the table, and looking in the bowl, I heard a quick sigh of relief, and then her prayer: "Lord Jesus, thank you for this food, please bless it to my body, in Jesus name, Amen... Lord Jesus, thank you for Papa's joke, AMEN!"