Sunday, August 14, 2011

all the proof I need...

I have a hidden talent that I don't often share with people. (I don't like to brag) But, it's pretty amazing.

If you were to blindfold me... and put me in a room with Brady and 20 other babies... and they all had poopy diapers...I could pick Brady out in less than 2 minutes flat.

Because his poop smells like buttered popcorn!

And if that's not proof that God exists, than I don't know what is.

Because only He would know that in the event that I were ever blinded and accidentally separated from my first and natural instinct would be to go in search of a buttery, popped treat.

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