Leaving the house yesterday morning on Pink's 3rd weepy-for-no-obvious-reason day in a row, I went through the list: blankie? Check. Shoes on? Check. Drink? Check. Snack? Check. Good, I thought. Now we're ready to go.
And Pink added as she walked out the door and headed to the car, "And I have God wif me and Jesus wif me and my angels wif me. Mama, I'm ready to go!"
Right. I didn't forget those things, too. Nope, I wouldn't do that. Cause I'm her spiritual "mentor" and all. I'm not sure if I've ever felt such a mix of overflowing joy and conviction all at once.
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Ahh, the thrill (and chagrin) of the moments they say things like that. BUT, the student is supposed to succeed the teacher- so good job mom!
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