The other night we were all (Tim, B, Emmi, and me) sitting on B's bed talking before bed and we were talking about our dog Bentley we had when B was a baby. Anyway, sometime during that conversation B asked if Emmi was there too. I told him that she wasn't born yet. This was his response:
"Nope, she was in heaven and then God gave her to you and put her in your tummy and then you went to the hostible and sleeped and then you waked up and she came out of your belly and growed to 3."
I wish it was that easy!
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That's a classic!!! What a cutie he is. Someday he will get a kick out of that one, and his wife will wish he was a prophet (hehe)
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