We were in the post office mailing a couple packages. Brandon usually hides behind the door and sits on the "bench" heater behind it. But he came out from behind the doors when some random lady gets into line, starts hanging on the belt that keeps people in line, looks up at the random lady and says:
B: The sun is shining.
L: Yes it is. Isn't it beautiful?
B (in a very loud announcer sort of voice): God made the sun!!
L: Yes he did.
Postal Lady under her breath: How precious.
"From the lips of children and infants you have ordained praise..." (Psalm 8:2)
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