Monday, December 10, 2012

Chickens

Every morning I get to come in to this little face, the first thing I ask him is how he slept and what he dreamt about.... Every day for the last week I am caught before I ask, and he says, "MOM... Mom.... I dreamed 'bout cheeeekins!" some days its about cows too..... Perhaps this kid needs to be raised on a farm? Maybe we will look for a home with some land so we can help him live his dreams :)

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