Conversations with Corrie

Today in the car, Corrie was throwing a fit because she wanted to stop for a donut.  There's a Shipley's close to her preschool and occasionally we will stop for a treat.

Corrie: If you don't buy me a donut, I will move out as soon as I'm old enough.

Mom: OK.  I'll miss you.

Corrie: And I'm not ever getting married!

Mom:  I think that's fine.  But I think if you find a man as amazing as Daddy, and you want to marry him, that would be great, too.

Corrie:  There's no one like Daddy.

Of course, I emailed this exchange to Emmett as soon as I got home.  His response?

And now I want to buy her a donut.  You're responsible for controlling her, right?

Ha!  I can try.

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Last night, at bedtime, we had this exchange:

Mom: OK.  Let's all pick someone to pray for who isn't in our family.  Maybe someone that we saw this weekend.
Corrie: Thank you God for the trees and the kitties and the cows and I can't think of all the animals.  Thank you for everyone except my family.

 She is a character!