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At The End of the Day

Monday, 7 April 2008

Poppyseed has been having some trouble staying asleep at night and wanted to sleep in our room.

Poppyseed: I’m scared. The closet is too close to my bed.

Beernut: Don’t be scared, Poppyseed. God’s here. He’ll watch over you.

Poppyseed (with indignation): NO. HE’S. NOT! God is in our hearts not in our room!

Beernut (patiently): No Poppyseed, God really is everywhere.

Poppyseed: God is in our hearts. I know He is.

[That’s a good one, kids. Creating a theological debate to avoid bedtime. Good thing I was the bedtime parent ’cause I’m just thinking that Dad wouldn’t have fallen for it.]

2 Comments leave one →
  1. meira permalink
    Monday, 7 April 2008 5:57 pm

    well . . . at least she didn’t pour 14 glasses of grape juice and stack them around her room so the “antioxidants” would protect her.

    and it sounds like they are both listening . . . .

  2. Monday, 7 April 2008 9:42 pm

    That’s cute.

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