Monday, January 25, 2010
My husband has a custom of telling our son that he is a regalo precioso que me dio Jesus (precious gift that Jesus gave me). So today Hubs is being silly and says, "You're my precious gift that Mrs. R (our neighbor) gave me." Daniel: "Uh, I don't think so." Hubs: "So who gave you to us?" Daniel: "Uh, I believe it was that guy up in the sky."
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I tell the kids that they are our "precious gifts from God" too. I'll never forget one day when Lydia was super fussy Elijah looked at her and said:
"Don't be sad sissy. You're a precious gift from God. That is happy news."
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