May 31, 2008 @ 4:10 pm | Filed under: he said she said

 

Mike: “You ready?”

He is kneeling, waiting for me to join him for our morning prayer time.

I am, meanwhile, running around our bedroom, gathering up last minute things and dumping them in my purse.

 I have about three-and-a-half minutes, tops, before I need to be walking out the door this morning.

Me: “Yes, I’m coming.”

I slide into my 3-inch black pumps right as I reach him.

Me: “Oh, yeah. NOW I’m five-FIVE!”

 I quickly drop to my knees and try to switch gears really fast, turning my thoughts to prayer time.

Mike (shaking his head and pretending to pray): “Lord, help her to grow.”

Me (whispering, although I have no idea WHY): “Taller, please. NOT wider.”