Tonight, after Hailey’s shower, I was helping her dry off when I rubbed her nose and said, “It won’t come off.  There’s something here on your face but it won’t come off!”

“No, Daddy.  That’s my nose.  It stays on my face.”

“A nose?” I questioned her.

“God put it there ‘cuz that’s how he made me.  He used special glue.”

There you go.

God has special glue.