Story Time With Little Man

Instead of me telling a story or reading a book at bed time tonight I asked Little Man to tell me a story. I knelt next to his bed and put my head on his belly and he said (while stroking my hair), “Well, once upon a time there was a boy named Daddy who lived in Jesus’ heart with his sweatshirt, jacket, and cutted hair. The end.”

Haha…

At least he doesn’t think I live in the Devil’s heart.

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