In talking about Mary today, Elbow said, "I think virgin is another word for widow."
"No," I corrected, "Actually it's more like unmarried." (Fudging a bit, but she's five).
Both girls, eyes aglow, "Oh! So we're virgins too!" Dancing around the room now, "We're virgins like Mary! We're virgins like Mary!"
"Actually, we don't really use that word much anymore," I'm desperate at this point, what else could I say? "You probably shouldn't say that."
"Why not?" They asked, in unison.
Toddzilla barrelled in - at just the right moment - and saved the day. For once, I'm praising God for his innate ability to interrupt any important conversation going on around him.
Guess I'm off the hook for a wee bit longer... Thank heavens!
2 comments:
Oh my gosh!!! LOL.
Poor you. Sounds like my daughter.
Oh that is just too sweet and cute!!
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