One morning I went into my daughters room to wake her up to get ready for school. I laid my head on her chest and gave her a hug. She sighed, and her breath rolled down my face.
"Whew! You've got some serious morning breath!" I said. She laughed and we proceeded with the morning routine.
As we headed out the door to leave, a gust of wind came up and almost blew us off the porch. In the innocence of a second grade voice, my daughter said, "Wow mom! God's got great morning breath!"