This is My Girl. Oaks. She’s 8.
In the very short, 15 minute car ride home from a friend’s place last night, Oaks had these 3 corkers for me.
Where did God come from if he created everything else?
Why is it called Big W?
Why do grown ups like wine?
If you have any of the answers to these beauties I’d be happy to receive them in the comments below! This Girl…….