The flies in our house this summer are DISGUSTING! I swear that Matt killed 20 one day! And look at the size of the one above that was in our house last week! SICK…SICK…SICK! They gross me out so much.
Quinn has heard our complaints and has joined us in trying to kill the flies with the “fly splatter!”
Then, tonight at dinner, here was our conversation…
Quinn: Mommy, God wants flies to die, right?
Mommy: Well, I’m not really sure…He did make the files and I’m sure that they serve some purpose.
Quinn: Then God loves the flies if he made them, right?
Mommy: I guess so, baby.
Hmmmm? The conversation stopped quickly because I had NO idea what to say! Made a Momma think! Bless his sweet, tender, loving heart!