This afternoon I was trying to take a wee nap.Â What better time for Laylee to engage in some fascinating discussion?
Laylee:Â The monsters are keeping me awake.
Me [lobbing an imaginary can with my eyes still closed]:Â Spray them with this Monster Spray.
Laylee:Â Okay, I sprayed them and it killed them and now they’re DEAD.
Me:Â That’s kind of harsh.Â Usually I just spray them and it makes them sneeze so they leave my room.
Laylee:Â Well they’re really annoying and I want them to be dead.Â So I spray them and then they die.Â Then I throw them out in the forest with the lions and they eat them and then they poop them out in the toilet and flush them away.Â I don’t like monsters.
When I relayed this conversation to Dan, he remarked that she has quite a vivid understanding of the circle of life, or, I might add, the digestive system.Â
Laylee:Â I just said a little prayer and Jesus said it’s time for us to play a game.
Me:Â Maybe if He said that, He’ll play a game with you.Â I’m sleeping.
Laylee:Â Nope.Â He says He wants you to play it. He’s tired.Â
I know He is, but what am I?