This morning, as Tate was snuggling on my lap (which, I might add, never happens), we were talking about him having a little bit of a cold.
He said, "I keep having bless-you-ings and my throat is really dusty."
Oh, my heart. I couldn't love this kid more.
2 comments:
So cute Tina, I wish I could remember to write everything down that my kids do like you.
I LOVE that picture, I can just imagine him telling you this with that face! You are great at recording these important events!
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