yesterday we were out at my good friend ange's place, and, as usually happens when a bunch of kids are together, keyzia got whacked on the cheek with a toy.  left a little bruise, no big deal...

this morning when she got up she ran out and said,

keyzia:  look momma!  God fixed my owie!!

me:  he did?  hey!  that's great!!

keyzia: (singing) God has a bandaid!  God put a bandaid on my owie!  God's bandaids!  God's bandaids!  God's bandaids...  God's bandaids!

keyzia:  God's pretty great, isn't he?

i couldn't have said it better myself.