My little girl was sitting on my lap facing a mirror.
After gazing intently at her reflection for some minutes, she said: ‘Papa, did God make you?’
“certainly, my dear,’ I told her.
“And did he make me, to?’ taking another look in the mirror.
“Certainly, dear. What makes you ask?’
“Seems to me He’s doing better work lately.”
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