Today at lunch, Pace looked at my hot dog and said, “Mommy, it looks like you have Jesus’ blood on your hot dog.” Me: No Pace, it’s just ketchup. (I’m assuming they must have talked a lot about Jesus’ blood in Sunday school yesterday…I hope :)) Pace: Will you read […]
I have, what Jeremiah has so lovingly named, “Flappy Mouth Syndrome.” This means that I often make people uncomfortable by the words I say. Some more widely-heard phrases used for this malady, at least in the South, are “She just CANNOT keep her mouth shut” or “That girl doesn’t think […]