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…
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