I walked into Emily's room and woke her up from her nap by whispering.
She sat straight up and looked at me, eyes wide.
"Do you know what day it is?" I asked quietly.
"Um....Thursday?"she responded just as quietly, obviously puzzled.
"Yes. And do you know what happens on Thursdays?"
"It's boneless wing Thursday at Buffalo Wild Wings."
Her eyes grew even wider, "It is?" she whispered.
"It is," I whispered back. "It only comes once a week, like a little present from God. And we haven't been for quite a while, which is really quite rude of us."
Emily crossed her self and blew a kiss up at the sky.
"I think we should go," I said.
"To honor God," Emily responded somberly.