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The Eyes of a Child

My amazing boy

My amazing boy

There are so many things I feel like I need to write about in my life, but all of them are depressing or frustrating and I just hate being that person.  So, instead, tonight I let my amazing little boy do the speaking for me.

When I picked him up from Grandma’s house today after work, he said this to me:

Next time I want to ride a hot air balloon and hug the clouds.  Not today, next time, when it is warmer

I just love him.  Truly.

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