Apparently my daughter talks to walls....

This morning she dragged her doctor bag onto my bed. I was still lying down having just finished devotions.

"Are you here to give Mommy a shot?" I asked. She loves giving "shots."

"No!" I'm going to fix the wall!" She announced happily.

I watched, amused, as she proceeded to us the plastic hammer to hammer the wall. She then gave the wall a "shot." And then poured her fake medicine over the rest of the "owee." The whole process was punctuated with exclamations directed at the wall such as, "I'm almost finished. You need just a little more medicine. Oh, one more shot."

Scary.