This was my moment of sanity yesterday. I want to remember it. 😉
After breakfast this morning Carissa sat on her tricycle in the middle of the living room, looked up at the ceiling and gasped. “[GASP!] I saw God’s head!”
Which, in actuality, was only the shadow on the ceiling from the floor lamp’s big middle light with the three little lights shining under it. Of course, Mara saw it too.
Where does Carissa come up with these ideas?
It’s called imagination.
😉