In just one day, here are some random questions asked OUT of NOWHERE:
“What’s it like to be inside your head?”
Yelling from across the playground as he was swinging: “When God gave us to you, how could you ever thank him?”
A minute later, from same swing: “It’s a good thing we didn’t die in the car accident. It’s special.”
I can never remember my reply, but at the end of each day, my head hurts and these are some examples of why. If you think these are deep, you should hear our dinnertime conversation. I seriously am going to have get my doctorate so I can keep up when the kids are teenagers!