I laid out clothes for Sawyer yesterday. They were never-before-worn hand-me-downs from the Mitchell Boys who have average-to-small heads. A few minutes later he is screaming...."help me, help me!" I go in and ask, "what's the problem?"
S: This shirt is stuck on my head like Mary.
Me: Mary?
S: Yeah, Mary...Jesus' mom.
Stew on that.
Sunday, January 27, 2013
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