We were in the car this weekend and Wyatt was trying to get me to put his gloves on him.
"Gub, mommy, Gub"
Ethan sighed and said "Mommy, when is Wyatt going to learn how to talk? (big drama here) Wy--att, they are called Ga-lubs!"
Within ourselves there is a deep place at whose edge we may sit and dream
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