Last week I was driving over to Gulley’s house to keep her youngest son, Will, while she went to watch Jackson compete in the bike rodeo.
I had no idea there was any such thing as a bike rodeo. Oh the things that I have to look forward to when Caroline enters the dog eat dog world of Kindergarten next year.
Anyway, Caroline was talking to me from the backseat of the car and told me that Jackson had told her a scary story about a little boy who went to the bathroom without his mama or daddy and a stranger tried to get him.
Apparently, they had just finished “Stranger Danger” week in Kindergarten.
I said, “Well sweetie, you don’t need to worry. Mama and Daddy are always watching out for you. And you know what else? God is always watching over you.”
“God is always watching me?”
“Yes, God sees everything. He even knows how many hairs are on your head.”
“Does He know I’m growing out my bangs?”
That apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Oh the times I have prayed for deliverance from my bangs.
“Yes, He knows you’re growing out your bangs.”
“Does He see my cute cheetah pants I’m wearing?”
“Yep. He sees your cheetah pants.”
“OH, I BET HE THINKS I AM REAL CUTE!”
Yes. I can say with all certainty that He does.