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I love this boy


I had been missing my bubbies and as I talked to Katie before I headed to Bible Study she said they had been missing me as well, especially Sam Sam. I guess everytime the phone rang he thought it was me, and everytime the doorbell rang he thought it was me as well.. Broke my heart, so I headed to their house after church and barely got my coat off and purse down before this little man had proppelled himself on my legs and wanted up.

I picked him up and he promptly laid his head on my shoulder and did not move for the next 10 mins. He jabbered on and told me about the turtle and said he loved his Charity! Without being asked! Seriously, I almost cried right then and there! I had Katie snap a picture because it was just so precious I wanted to remember it. I just love this little boy. He, and his brother, have such sweet kinda little hearts full of love..
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~~~Alana~~~ said…
Awe, so cute ~ the love of little ones is so special. :)
February 24, 2010 at 9:23 PM
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