Who are we that You should notice us; mere mortals that You should care for us?
For we are like a breath of air; our days are like a passing shadow. (Ps 144)
...Here are just a few captured moments from our lives...
Wednesday, September 07, 2011
Conversations with a Two-year Old
After coming inside from "being a boy:" G: This hand is a little bit dirty. Rod: What about the other hand? G: It's VERY dirty. I was itching dirt.
Me: I love you. G: I love you, too, Mummy. Me: Who else do you love? G: Women.
2 comments:
Except I think he's 3 now. Going on 12.
Love, Grandma Nettie!
your child is such a gansta.
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