I had to get 4 splinters out of Elijah tonight--he is a complete wuss--he was screaming "I'm dying I'm dying--you're killing me with the needle mommy!"
Lydia is sitting there watching and pipes up cheerfully "Tell Jesus 'Hello'!" You know . . .since he was dying and all.
I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants. Thankfully a 4-year old left hook to the chest snapped me out of it and I was able to return to the task at hand.