who is your god?

the kids made gingerbread houses with grandma yesterday. the mister told tallulah today to eat 'one last bite' for today.

"No. God says I can do whatever I want."
"I don't know what god you are listening to but that's wrong."
"yuh-huh! My god is the ca-raaaazy god. And Isaac's is the crazy god, too. Mommy has the f-word god."

oy. she said f-word. any naughty word to tallulah is an f-word. i am doing really really really good with not cussing. but the young ones memories are long.