There are four things that I must preface this quote with. First, I work with foster kids. Sometimes I work from home with Susie playing somewhere nearby. Sometimes, I even take her with me when I visit with foster kids. Second, my parents watch Susie when I have to GO to work, and they live near a baseball field. When we pass it, Susie and I always talk about the boys that are out playing. Third, whenever Susie notices something leaving or missing, she almost always explains that it is going home to its mommy. Four, I will often tell Susie that I sure did get lucky that God gave me such a great kid.
The other day, Susie and I were driving past the baseball field and the boys were not there. Susie commented on their absence, so I asked if they went home to see their mommy. She was quiet for a moment, and then said, "No. God didn't give them mommies and daddies to take care of them. They are foster kids."
A sure sign that she is able to combine concepts. . . and that hears me talking about work TOO MUCH!
