This morning Elijah comes charging up the stairs from the basement yelling he has to go poop. We start running to the bathroom (well, I don't run but you get the idea) and run past the computer which is playing WIBI. Lincoln Brewster's Everlasting God starts playing and Elijah stops and starts dancing and singing to his favorite song. And poops his pants.
Praising and pooping. An interesting and disgusting topic.
Oh well, at least it was to this song. Whenever we hear "Everlasting God" we are supposed to stop and pray for our little ones that we are waiting to bring home.
Not sure what else to say about this. Sorry if you haven't eaten breakfast yet!
1 comment:
This kills me.
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