Overheard from the living room:
And a one, and a two, and a three, Heavenly Father ...
This was the start of his blessing on his breakfast.
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Because I am the mother of the funniest little boy I know.
Because I need to remember all the ridiculously funny things he says.
Because I need to remember how old he is when he says them.
Because he makes me laugh every single day.
Because every minute I spend with him makes my life a little better.
Because I need to remember all the ridiculously funny things he says.
Because I need to remember how old he is when he says them.
Because he makes me laugh every single day.
Because every minute I spend with him makes my life a little better.