From The Mouth Of My Babe

by cobaltandrising

It’s 7am, and I’m making breakfast when my youngest sweet pea drifts into the kitchen and bursts into song:

“If we ever…needed…the Lord before, we sure do need him now…o-o-oh, we need him every day and every hour!” 

This, coming from the little songstress who sometimes greets a new day in this manner:

Happy Tuesday!

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