This morning as we were driving in the car:
Abby: Mom, I really want to ride a squirrel.
You may wonder what the context of that comment was. It came shortly after she told me at afica and mafica rhyme.
Also this morning in the car:Haley: Mom, do unicorns live at Disneyland?Me: No, honey. But it does seem like there should be unicorns at Disneyland.Haley: Then where do unicorns live?Me: In enchanted forests.Haley: Where's the enchanted forest?Me: In your imagination. There aren't any real enchanted forests, but you can imagine them.Haley: But where are the unicorns.Me: Honey, there aren't real unicorns.At this comment, Haley's eyes welled up with tears. It was so sad. I wished I could make unicorns real for her.Me: I don't know why God didn't make unicorns, but He didn't.After a few moments of silence...Haley: I'm gonna pray that God will make unicorns.(Katie, obviously I was thinking of you through that conversation.)