Alana has a favorite song.
Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam.
She sings it. Hums it. Jumps with it.
Loves it.
And she changes the words.
Which sometimes gets us into spouts of hilarium.
Like last week, when she and Addison embarked on their usual discussion of who gets which carseat in the car (brown vs. black). Wouldn't you know, pretty soon we hear this pretty tune from the back of the van:
A Black Seat.
A Black Seat.
Jesus Wants Me Have a Black Seat.




3 comments:
Cute!!!
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