So yesterday Big J is talking about a toy that he wants. Here's how the conversation went...
J: I really want to have one of those storm launchers. (Don't even ask what it is, he saw it on TV.)
T: That's a good idea, maybe you should ask Santa to bring you one for Christmas.
J: Oh!! I know!!! I should ask God to ask Santa to bring it for me!!
I think he's got the hierarchy mixed up a bit. Actually, it could be that I'm the mixed up one. After all, I didn't even consider asking God now did I?
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Love that you are now a member of the crazy blogging world. Mr. J is simply adorable, give him a squeeze from us please.
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