How we are made

Today being sunday we attended church. We actually were there early. Shocker, I know. Jimmy and I sang in the choir, which was fun. After practice today and the kids and the phone calls.... Jimmy and I drew straws and he won. He won't be singing in the choir for our Christmas program. My story today is short and sweet. Jayden was sitting next to daddy and asked how we were made. He turned to me and I explained that we are created in Heavenly Father's image and in His likeness. He then told her, I added that we look like him. She looked up at him and said He has brown hair. I saw Jesus in my mind and he has brown hair, just like me. Isn't she just the sweetest thing in the whole wide world?