This morning we loaded up in the car and got ready to leave our driveway for church. As I began to back out of the driveway, I noticed something on the window of our pantry and thought it was a crack in the window. I pointed it out to Creig, he looked at it, and said, "I think it's actually bird poop." I was relieved and headed down the driveway.
Meredith seriously said, "Um, Daddy...you cannot say bird poop. Anyone who says bird poop has to go to jail. It is not nice."
After telling her that it's okay to say bird poop, and that's actually the nice way to say it we all laughed quite a bit. Meredith said relieved, "Daddy, I thougth you were going to have to go to jail. I'm glad you get to stay with us!"
Who knows where she comes up with this stuff!
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