I love the innocence of a child's thoughts.
While sitting at the table eating breakfast this morning, Tait was cutting up (as is commonplace).
Me: Tait, you are a funny little boy.
Noah: Why, Mama?
Me: Because God made him that way. Just like He made you so cute.
Noah: No, Mama. He made me little.
1 comment:
Noah you are not little, you are the same size as Hayden, your cousin, who is two months older then you.
You are cute and I think Tait is cute too.
Love Grandma
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