It goes something like this:
Jacob again finds some scissors...again and cuts Brylee's dogs hair or I guess fur.
He comes down and tells me that Brylee did it. Brylee follows a few seconds later and is screaming that she did not do it. Jacob lies about it for a few minutes....and then I pull my well God knows the truth. I then get the sad okay I did it. He goes into the other room and I hear:
"Mom!!!...Does God hear me?" "Yes." "Okay... God I'm sorry I cut Brylee's dog hair and oh yea and I'm sorry I cut the big dog's hair too."
I love my Jacob!!
10 minutes later...."Mom when I see Jesus I am going to give him lots of kisses."
