Today while Bailey and Emory were happily playing at the kitchen table and I was cleaning dishes Bailey casually asks, "Mommy, can you hear God? It is hard for me to hear him."
Me, "Yes Bailey, I can hear him. The trick is to listen really hard."
Bailey, after a pause, "I think I can hear him. Can you hear him?"
Me, "What did he say? Did he tell you to play nicely with your sister, to listen to Mommy and Daddy?"
A long, quiet pause, "Oh, Wait, that was just the wind!!! Do you hear the wind Mommy??"
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