
My husband actually spoke those words to our son tonight. What a great dad.

At dinner, we tell each other about our day. We take turns asking, "What wonderful and exciting things happened to you today?" We ask Grace, of course. She cracks me up. "Wellllllll...," she says. Then she's off and running. Sometimes you can understand what she's saying. Sometimes you can't. But it's always interesting.
Would you trust these people?
Aunt Peggy let her pick the strawberries off a dessert at Thanksgiving.
Luckily, we didn't have to amputate the leg.
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