Recently I got Phoebe a copy of the classic little book, Little Miss Chatterbox. I thought it was the perfect choice for a girl who chants, "I like to talk, I like to talk, I like to talk..." I get about a thousand questions thrown at me a day. Okay, maybe it is closer to a hundred. Half of those are followed up with a "why?". Sometimes I feel the need to check my ears for melted brain matter leakage. Here is an adorable little inquiry by little Miss in the car today.Phoebe: Can Jesus ride a bike like my Daddy?
Mama: (Huge grin) Well, sure. Jesus can do anything.
Phoebe: But we only have one bike, Mommy.
Mama: Jesus lives in heaven, Phoebe.
Phoebe: But He can come down and we could get another bike and he could go for a ride with Daddy...and I could come too!
That would be SO cool. Don't you think?
Hey Phoebe, can I come too?
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