Can't you please go back?

M is on a weird kick right now.  If she has to ask me twice for ANYthing, she's frantic and screaming and upset.  Can I tell you how fun that is?

Luckily sometimes it's funny too...

This morning... I'm looking at the computer and click away from a screen.

M starts tugging on my arm and frantically yells, "Mama, can't you please go back to Jesus?????"

oh, can't we all? :)