We were leaving Whataburger tonight when Loraly noticed a few kids hanging around a parked car. One was sitting on the hood and the others were standing around. She said "Mommy, God is not very happy with those boys sitting on the car. That is very rude. But it's ok, because God will forgive them." I was a happy Mommy with her comment and her response to her own comment. We moved on towards our vehicle. I get her in, start buckling her seat belt, and she starts with another comment..."Mommy, God told me in my prayer that he was going to give you a wish!" Ok, what could this mean... "He said he was going to put another baby in your tummy, and it will be a BOY baby."
Let me just tell you that if she were, for some crazy reason right, God and I would have some serious different plans right now!
(not that I would not be thrilled to death, a little scared, and a lot surprised, but happy)
Maybe just maybe she misunderstood him, and what he really meant was that he found a wonderful job for my husband...









