Proof that Karma exists.

Do you believe in karma? I have my doubts sometimes, like right now, when I need some good karma. But sometimes I know for a fact it exists, and I am going to share an example. One of Justin's three sisters, "Barbie", likes to remind us once in a while how we are going to hell and we should read our Bible to see that she's right, all gay people are going to hell. (We're calling her Barbie, not as a compliment, but because she's fake. Fake personality, fake breasts (not that there's anything wrong with that), and she tries to dress classy, but it comes out as being trashy. Anyway, she has three children now. She was going to stop at two, but one of the other sisters had their second child, so she had to have another, to make three, so she would have the most. Seriously. The middle child, a son, is 5 years old. (Remember his age.) Two things happened recently, that prove to me that karma exists. Her 5 year old son walked into a treehouse of another child, put his hand on his hip, and said, "This place could use some homey touches." (Yes, I know kids say the darndest things sometimes, but come on.) Then, last week, the children were in the car, Justin goes to say hi, and sees the son watching the television in the car. Justin asks, "What are you watching? Bob the Builder? Dora?" to which the boy replied, "I was trying to watch The Gilmore Girls and enjoy it."
The Gilmore girls? At five years old? His choice? Come on, I think karma is going to give Barbie a gay son. And while slightly enjoying this fact, yes, it is sad, as Justin and I already know we will probably end up giving this boy a place to live if his parents ever find out. But it's still a little funny.

Sorry for my recent mini-vacation, and thanks for the emails of concern. I am back, doing okay, and will be catching up on all of your lives as well.