“The B says buh,” the four-year old sings. And I’m in total agreement. It certainly does.
“The B says buh,” he continues and I sing along until… “Ugly manna makes a sound. The B says buh.”
I’m sure Ann and Emily could turn such a moment into something rather profound. About the gifts of God, rained down from heaven, not always beautiful, sometimes ugly, but still praiseworthy…or something.
But me? I just laughed at him.
While I take some time away from the internet today to catch up on some home improvements, you might want to read a better person’s blog. Go to the linkage page to see my favorites.