Today at the Y, Saja squealed in excitement when she heard a young boy, about age 3, speak. "Mom, he's Spanish!"
I said, "I know. Did you say, 'Hola?'"
She looked at me puzzled and said, "He doesn't speak Spanish! He speaks... baby!"
I'm about the business of raising godly children. So far, God has blessed us with six of them! My husband owns his own business, and I'm fortunate enough to stay at home with the kiddos. If you're looking for deep philosophy on this blog, you're out of luck. If you'd prefer random tales of childhood tomfoolery, stick around!
1 comment:
Awww, lol! So cute. You have beautiful children and a lovely blog! {grin}
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