s: how come you're brown?
woman: (laughing) well, that's just how God made me.
s: yeah, but...you're really brown.
woman: (laughing harder) it's kinda like chocolate, huh?
s: (thinking...) well, Chocolate is yummy.What a good sport she was to come and report to my husband, after Sheamus had left to play, how cute he was (and what he had said). Who knows, maybe he was just trying to hit on her and that was just his inappropriate pickup line??
Either way, we've got to get out more.
*also we have been including in our prayers with the kids to "help the baby in mommy's tummy to grow healthy and strong."
In Sheamus's last two prayers this has come out as:
"please help Elyott (his 6 yr. old sister) to have a baby"
and my favorite...
"please help ME to have momma's baby."
don't you want to just eat 3 year olds whole?!?