From the other room Sawyer says loudly "Can I tell you what I want to
apologize for?"
I tell him "Sure Honey."
"I tripped over Kamatz."
I see him sitting on the floor holding his ankle. Poor thing twisted
his ankle tripping over what I think was a spooked kitty. I inquire if
he's okay.
S: Yeah. I'm fine. It just hurts pretty bad.
Me: You want some ice?
S: No thank you.
Seriously, Sawyer is THE sweetest kid ever and has the gentlest
spirit. I pray the world doesn't stomp it out of him and that he grows
closer to God through this gift.
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