Right before nap today, Colton wanted me to read books to him. He seemed interested in his lift-the-flap Bible, saying “biple,” so I had him bring it to me so we could look at it together. He was the most interested he’s ever been, spending a few minutes with each page.

I was feeling like an awesome mom. Not only had I done laundry, but my baby and I were sitting together, reading his Bible! I decided to talk about one of the stories with him. So, as we looked at the Israelite being chased by the Egyptians, I asked, “God’s people were stuck, so they asked God to help them. Do you know what God did, baby?”

“Waffles,” was the astute reply.

Maybe we need to read our Bible more. Or maybe Colton believes manna tasted just like waffles.

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