Living on a prayer. Or a baked potato.

We were heading home from a ball game the other night and somehow started talking about manatees.

Cooper piped up that he had seen two manatees just that day on the playground.

Me: "A manatee?! You saw a manatee on the playground?"

Cooper: "Yep, two of them."

Me: "Manatees. You saw manatees."

Cooper (completely convinced): "Yes I did."

Me: "Describe these manatees to me."

Cooper: "They are green with this red stripe thing on their neck and legs everywhere."

Me: "You saw a PRAYING MANTIS."

Cooper: "Oh."

(For fear that nobody will get my blog title today....it's PRAYER for the praying mantis....and BAKED POTATO for the manatee.....cause manatees look like big baked potatoes....don't you think? Seriously, am I the only one that thinks that??....OK, forget it.....maybe that little title was too much of a stretch on this Tuesday that feels like a Monday....Just forget it....See you tomorrow...)