Sunday evening during dinner Emory asked Bradley and I why Jesus did not paint her hands purple. Before we could respond she says, "God likes pink best......right?" He likes pink because He made her hands "pink" of course. I love how she is always thinking of something. Tonight I was ironing one of her shirts and she says, "I hope there is not a hole in my new shirt Momma." She then goes "There is a hole for my head though..... right?" Right Emory! We discovered a hole in one of her socks she was wearing before her bath and I guess she had holes on the brain! She is so funny. I need to start carrying a pen around with me so I can write down all the sweet, witty, and funny things she says.
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