This morning, 8:30am.
Grant comes into the kitchen and announces "Mommy, I need another breakfast because my first breakfast is stuck in my throat so I need another breakfast so it will go into my tummy and it's because I had cheerios with sticky honey for breakfast so now I need some cereal with no honey on it so my breakfast will get to my tummy." End of sentence.
Maybe it was a little early, but this made perfect sense to me.
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Oh my goodness! I love that boy! We went to chick-fil-a the other day to meet an old friend, and I asked Anna who she thought we were going to meet there. "My friends! Grant and Nate!" she screamed. I admit, I shed a little tear. She misses them so much. Thank you for being such wonderful friends to us!
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