Breakfast conversation this morning:
Philip: I think God wants me to be a firefighter when I grow up.
Bekah: Are you sure? Because you keep saying you want to be a hunter, a fisherman, a firefighter, back and forth and this and that. I have said for a long time that I want to be a teacher when I grow up, and I don't keep changing it. Are you sure that's what God wants you to do?
Philip: Yeah, I think so. Before, I wasn't sure. But I think that God wants me to be a firefighter. Abby, what are you going to be when you grow up?
Abby: Ummm... a princess. :)
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LOL... Now that was funny! How is your bunch? sure has been a while since we have seen you! We need to get together!
they have quite the imaginations!!! Isn't it great that their minds aren't getting filled with t.v. junk?!!! Love those kids wish i could see them.
that was sharlas comment by the way i am logged in under mom.
my precious little grandbabies! I would love to read to them until my throat was sore again! I miss you all! I am looking forward to the middle of November! My hair will be completely white by then, but, oh well, I get to see you all again...:)
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