Today as I went to get the mail, JT came running up behind me. When I looked down, he held up this sweet little flower that had fallen off one of our hanging baskets. His eyes just looked so precious and I thought to myself, "I have the sweetest boy in the whole world. He just loves his mother so much that he would want to give this flower to me. Ahhh."
Then in the the sweetest voice, JT said, "Tash!" (Translation-trash)
Oh, the differences in boys and girls begins as such a young age.
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