Our conversation tonight on the way home from Abigail's fabulous third birthday party...
D: Can I play outside when we get home?
Me: No honey. Elizabeth needs to go to bed and you are not old enough to be outside. (Bless Phillips's heart and hands, he was gone for the 4th night this week)
D: Yes, I am. I am a BIG BOY.
M: I know sweetie, but not a big BIG boy to stay outside by yourself.
D: But I want to blow my trumpet (party favor) to Jesus and watch him come!
... What do you say to that? I didn't even know he knew that verse! At least he skipped over the dead in Christ rising part. I am not ready to explain that yet :)
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Oh my stars! I would watch that little guys close. I think we don't begin to understand the connection those sweet believers have with their Heavenly Fathers. Wow, wow, wow!
awesome i love it! oh that i would have that kind of sweet faith! Jesus so smiles at that!
*smile* that is so precious
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