This gave Jake and I a good laugh today. Just so we're clear, Truman our labradoodle is not a god. He may think he is, sleeping wherever he wants (usually on my comforter), rummaging through our trash when I tell him no, bolting out the front door any time it opens. We asked Emma to sound out the word, as we pointed at Truman's picture. She said "guh... aw... d. Guhawd. God. Oops. I did it backwards. That's funny!" Yep. That is funny.
I'm a strong-willed woman, wife, mom of three, LDS, U of U grad, runner, gymnastics fanatic, card maker, piano player, slightly OCD, singer, chocolate lover, office manager, cancer survivor, and friend. I started this blog to keep in touch with family and friends, and it slowly turned into my own personal therapeutic outlet. Nothing better than typing out your thoughts, trying to make sense of life.