With Depth

Recent conversation:

“Mom, how many blessings are there in this house?”

“Oh, many. Everything we have is a blessing.”

“No, that is just one blessing.”

“You mean, if you lump everything together? I guess, yes, that would be just one blessing.”

“Uh, huh. Except for the glue that holds everything together. That is different.”

“Than there are two blessings, everything and the glue.”

“Yes, well, and the tape. You need tape to hold it all together until the glue dries.”

“That means there are just three blessings.”


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Can you tell what her favorite things are?