Life can be a series of motions and routines, that is, until your five-year old utters something so out-of-the-blue, that you can't help but to stop and stare. While getting ready to take his bath last night, William said that mermaids were sure lucky to have Sand-Dollars.... "they must be rich," he said. Earlier in the week, after a long day at camp, William sat weary-eyed at the dinner table, hardly able to eat. I asked him what was wrong. He said, "Mama, I am just feeling so lackluster tonight."
Out of the mouths of babes.............
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