Texting God

While at Disney, my BFF's middle girl, Lily, decided that she liked staying in my cabin. The bedroom had a bed and a bunk bed in it and she totally made herself at home on the bunkbed. Here she is in the main room of the cabin. It was so cute...she'd come over every night in her nightgown and crocs, clutching a purse or satchel or some sort filled with her "treasures". We'd stay up (probably much later than her mommy would have liked) and watch tv. One night American Idol had Kelly Clarkson on tv. Here's the conversation that occured:

Lily: Auntie, where does Kelly Clarkson live?

Me: Hmmm...I don't know, Lily.

Lily: Yes you do. You know everything, Auntie! (pause) Just ask God. He'll answer you.

(I start texting my friend Andy to have him go Google it...)

Lily: Are you texting God?

Me: Ummm...yeah.

(We watch TV in silence for a few minutes. Then Andy comes through for me.)

Lily: Is that God? What did He say?

Me: Kelly Clarkson lives on a ranch in Texas.

Lily: (with a happy little smile on her face) See, Auntie. I told you God would help us.

Doesn't that just make your heart melt????