The other day we went for a treat at Dairy Queen. While we were there we somehow got on the subject of eyes. The comment was made that all of the children had my eyes. Meaning the shape of my eyes, not necessarily the color. Then A said, "No, I have Chinese eyes!"
We all chuckled because she said it so funny. It was just matter of fact. Not a negative thing. I love her eyes. They are perfect just the way God made them.
We all chuckled because she said it so funny. It was just matter of fact. Not a negative thing. I love her eyes. They are perfect just the way God made them.
