because we sit on our sorrows and sing.
Monday, March 29, 2010
This morning I was snuggling with Seth. "I'm gonna squish you down so tiny you will be 2!" I told him, squeezing him.
"Squish me until I'm 3," he giggled.
"Why do you want to be 3?" I asked.
"Because then I can suck my thumb!"
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