Today at church, I whispered to Grace, "I love my monkey!" She leaned over and whispered back, "I love my bear!" Cracked me up - she hasn't ever called me a bear before, but I guess it is accurate! I can be as cuddly as one with her, or as ferocious!
Also, during the song service, she was dancing her little heart out! She was doing a cross between ballet and moshing! My little ballerina would head bang during the fast parts!
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