Most conversations that take place between two people in a bathroom go something like this.
A: Have you seen my hairspray?
B: Yeah, it’s in the linen closet.
Or like this.
A: Hey, we’re running low on toothpaste.
B: Okay, I’ll pick some up at Target.
Not
when it’s my family in the bathroom. Nope, not us. Our deepest thoughts
come to us in the bathroom, myself excluded. (My deep thoughts occur
mostly while watching CSI:Miami and Access Hollywood, but we’ll talk about that later.)
Yesterday morning during bath time I’m at my computer and Chris is getting Rilee ready for school when I overheard the following conversation.
ROO: Dad, how did the world start out? Was it just dark out and then the world started or something?
DAD: Yeah, God made everything.
ROO (interjects quickly): And then God borrowed a marker and colored yellow sun and blue sky and green grass and colored all that other stuff, too.
Satisfied with his answer and her own philosophy, the topic of conversation quickly turned to which episode
of the Berenstain Bears she and her sister would watch that afternoon. Deep thoughts, I
tell you. Deep, Morrow family thoughts.
(And here’s a shot of my little deep thinker.) 
