that boy and i spent seriously almost an hour sitting on the couch. talking. mostly him to me. with wide eyes and songs scattered throughout the string of thoughts of what we were reading making him think of something and what that made him think of and sigh.
good sigh.
i know for a fact that my currently-in-minnesota husband has to be triple-quadruple praying for our time here at home, because it has been good. so good.
thank you, Lord. for real.
this one's alright, too. i guess. :)
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