Gems from my 4 year old.
"What do I look like, a pizza oven?!"
"Don't give me that attitude."
"I'm beat up real bad."
A phone conversation between my mom, Yaya, and B.
Yaya- You should see Papa, he's wearing a red dress.
B- Is he pretending to be a girl?
Yaya- He fell off his high heals.
B- I wear high heals because I'm a girl.
Yaya- I don't have any high heals.
B- You can borrow Papa's!
My dear B was filled with much wisdom today, more than I think a 4 year old should have. But nevertheless, I feel I got the message God was sending and I truly loved receiving inspiration from His little helper. She (and He) really perked me up after a few days (a few weeks) of a funk.
I am such a blessed Momma!