There is no shortage of laughter when 6-year-old Emma is around. Here are a few of her latest antics.
Perfectly Imperfect
On the way home from church, Mary Ashley mentioned that God and Jesus are perfect. "No," Emma countered. "God, Jesus and Mommy."
"Oh, no, no, no," I assured her. "No one is perfect but God and Jesus."
Emma shook her head sadly and said, "But I really thought you were."
The conversation moved on, but every few minutes she would mutter, "I really thought you were. I just really thought you were."
Finally she looked at me suspiciously and asked, "Mommy, have you been keeping a secret from us?"
Oh, Be Careful Little Eyes
Emma declared recently, "My eyes are wide open and my ears are wide shut."
Playing Favorites
Emma: "Mommy, who is your favorite kid?"
Me: "Mommies don't have favorites, Emma. We love all our children."
Emma: "No, really, who is your favorite kid?"
Me: "Who do you think it is?"
Emma: " I know! Is it Daddy?"
Her Undoing
Emma was getting frustrated with the Velcro strap on her tennis shoe. As she bent over to refasten it for the third time, she vented, "How does this keep coming undone without me undoning it?"
Deep Thoughts
Usually bubbly and talkative, Emma was unusually quiet on the drive home. She sat quietly in the back seat, gazing out the window, brow furrowed in concentration. I could tell she was contemplating something important, but did not want to interrupt her thought process to inquire. Finally, she let out a sigh and revealed her innermost thoughts: "I'm too fat for a mohawk."
"At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities." ~ Jean Houston
