So after such a heavy blog about Paula and everything going on there, I figured I'd lighten the mood a bit.
On my way home from the hospital last week, I called Troy to chat. After I got off the phone, he must have told the girls about Paula and described it as an infection in her blood. So, an hour or so later I get home and here is how the conversation goes b/w me and my youngest challenge:
Reese: "Mom, how's Paula's butt?"
Me: "What?"
Reese: "Her butt? How's her butt?"
Me: "Sweetheart, what are you talking about?"
Reese: "Dad said she has an infection in her butt...........how's her butt?"
Me (trying to hold back some much needed laughter): "Ha! Do you mean her blood?"
Reese: "Oh."
God obviously knows how to deliver much needed laughter when needed the most! Thanks for the laugh Reese....You're always good for a few here and there!
