My dear oldest child--I love the way she thinks.
Her memory verse from Wednesday night church activities was: He who can be trusted with little can be trusted with quite a lot. On the way to school this morning that great mind of hers was working. She asked me, "Mom, do you think if daddy had a really nice, brand new car that he would take care of it and keep it clean?" "I don't know," was my reply. She giggled and said, "He who can be trusted with little can be trusted with quite a lot. Nope, I don't think it would matter." We enjoyed quite a laugh at daddy's expense. Sorry, we love you in spite of your sloppiness. Daddy.