Once as a young kid in Regina I was with a friend and, being kids, found some mud to play in. somehiow my glasses fell into the mud. Our parents found us and we went in search of the glasses and actually found them. “Thank goodness,” I said. My mom, being particularly religious at the time said, “No, thank God.” “Thank God for goodness,” I tried compromising. My mom didn’t like my attempt at a compromise and I think we went back and forth for a bit. But it all worked out in the end.