"Where'd she get that red hair?" I am asked this questions reliably every time I am out with my Little Bug. My answers vary:
"Oh it runs in both sides of our families."
"My dad and grandma are both red heads."
"He [the Hubs] had red hair when he was little."
David's favorite answer is:
Sometimes I pretend I didn't hear the question and just proceed with my business.
This morning the answer resonated in my head as clear as crystal:
Why is this the logical answer? Well, a little secret - I spent time in "frivolous" prayer asking God to bless me with a red headed, curly haired daughter. Little Bug is evidence that God hears even the smallest of prayers and takes them quite seriously. So go ahead - ask me the question. I won't pretend not to hear. I will let you know that God is Almighty Creator of Heaven and Earth and red-headed daughters!