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Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Breakfast Conversation

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:

Anonymous said...

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