On Sunday, Darcy threw up her entire lunch.
I was on my hands and knees JUST about done sanitizing the kitchen floor of regurgitated strawberries when Darcy comes in and out of nowhere asks, “Iz God ezeywhe-ah?”
Feeling proud that my daughter was contemplating the doctrine of omnipresence, I responded, “Yes! Good job, Darcy…He IS everywhere…“
The next thing out of her mouth was, “He in my pants?”
I stopped in my tracks and looked up, absolutely stunned by my toddler’s ability to engage in deductive reasoning.
“Hmmm…well…”
“He in my undew-wey-ah?”
What can you say?
“I don’t want God see my undew-wey-ah!!“
Before I could think of a response, Darcy threw up again all over the floor. I sighed and sat, stunned, in a puddle of reguritated bananas thinking two thoughts:
1. My two year old contemplates theology
2. Now if she could just learn her colors…
“Remember He is the artist and you are only the picture. You can’t see it. So quietly submit to be painted” -CS Lewis
You need to get this stuff on video!
Go, Annie! I am proud of you for cleaning up the puke.
I love your phonetic spellings of toddler talk. It is ALMOST as good as being there to hear it myself. :=)
thats awesome! i can totally picture her saying it!
*lindsey dies laughing*
that is an amazing story.
Annie, I am so proud of you! Hope you guys are feeling better.
i gave a shout out to this post in my blog…
this is hysterical. But I so pray you guys are well now!
LOL! Annie I was laughing so hard reading that.
Hope you all are feeling better also!!
i love you guys. Darcy is just so hilarious. And then I saw this comic in the paper, and I cracked up. God has an awesome sense of humor
http://news.yahoo.com/comics/theflyingmccoys