Because David and Susie both had appointments this morning, and I had the day off, it fell to me to get Lily up and dressed and off to school. As we were driving there, she asked me, "Can Jack come round?"
"I'm sure he can. We'll ask Mommy and she can talk to Jack's mommy and see when he can come."
"Because Jack really wants himself to come round," Lily explained.
"Ah. And do you want Jack to come to our house?" I asked.
"Well, I just want Jack to be happy," was her ever-so-considerate answer.
As I marveled at my 4-year-old daughter's thoughtfulness, she then asked me, "What makes time run?"
"I don't know, sweetie. It just does," I answered.
"Maybe God's hands make time run."
"Maybe so, honey, maybe so."
She thought about this for a second, and then said, "Time runs, but we walk."
There's a profundity in there. I have the best kids.