Heather sent me an email this morning that read as follows:
"She (Joie) had me read the story of the prodigal son to her. At the end I asked: Why did the son leave? Her answer: To get the moon out.
Think about it..."
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Inside the Mind of Joie
This morning, Joie was looking at Heather, squinting through one eye, head tilted. Her fingers were in a scissors motion in front of her face. Then she says, "I didn't really cut your head off, just pretend."
Should we be worried?
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