One of Those Conversations

Trace: "Mom, can I have the 4-wheeler keys?"

Mom: "HA! No you can't"

Trace: (Brow is furrowed) "WHY?"

Mom: "I don't want them to get lost."

Trace: "I am BIG."

Mom: (Still laughing) "Sorry, son."

Trace: "Ugh!" (Stomping down the stairs to go back outside) "Sorry guys! Mom said..." (Slamming backdoor)

So last Sunday Tell and I were wandering the halls. We saw and heard a little girl about Gideon's age use a few expletives when the drinking fountain got her in the face. I had to turn around to hide my amusement. But I was gently reminded that kids see and hear everything. :)