I Spy

Erin went to a meeting for those who volunteer in the 3-5 year old class at our church last weekend. (You can immediately pick these people out in a crowd because they look tired, are mumbling "The wheels on the bus..." over and over, and they are covered in a slight stench of pee.)

One of the other volunteers, upon discovering that Erin was Grant's mother, told her that a few weeks ago in Sunday school, they were playing "I Spy," a favorite game of Grant's. In the course of the game, the teacher said, "I spy with my little eye something...brown."

Grant threw his hand in the air, leaped to his feet and shouted, "I've got this one!"