he said, "it's a another beautiful day."
she said, "it's a no color world out there."
then she went to the kitchen
and ate marvelous amazing color.
then he said, "you know last night when you said you were thankful we survived another winter? It's true. It is no small thing."
she said, "yes I know, but it sounded a little over the top, dramatic."
he replied, "the Indians counted off each year by surviving winter."
she uttered this statement when she prayed after family home evening. she almost laughed when the words spilled out; sounding so dramatic.
but, she meant it.
she needs color.