Tonight before bed:
Selah: Dear Jesus, please make Daddy feel better. And make it snow. *She looks at me briefly before continuing*. Oh, he can’t do that, can he, Mom?
Me: well…he can…
Selah: But he won’t, right? Maybe just in Nicaragua and Goleta. (???)
Where this kid comes up with stuff I don’t know, but we’ll see, I guess! Those of you in Nicaragua and/or Goleta please make sure to let me know when it starts snowing. 😉