Apropos of a previous post of mine, as Miriam was taking a 15 minute turn doing laundry (something she worked out with Jireh), I asked Jireh whether her room was clean.
Jireh: “Yes. Well, it’s sort of clean. Miriam never makes her bed.”
Miriam: “I do sometimes. Hey Mom, don’t you remember that rule that you can’t say never, ever or always?”
Me: “Yes, I do, and why not?”
Miriam: “Because it’s not true. But you can’t say it’s ‘never’ true because sometimes it is true. Like, ‘Heaven will never end.'”
Jireh: [forlornly] “And laundry will never end, either, not until the end of time.”