After having the flu for nearly a week, I was disappointed that I couldn't take Charlotte to church on Wednesday night. I got her all dressed and as she walked out the door I reminded her that I wanted to hear all about it before bed. When she finally returned, she had a beaming smile and she giddy to tell me about her evening. She had said the long version of her memory verse, she had made an ark and played with her friends. Then, barely being able to contain her excitement, she handed me this picture.
"Mommy, it's you! And you have a pink dress! And your dress is a triangle! And you are walking on grass! Mommy, I love you!"