I was just upstairs folding some laundry and my boys are rolling around in the middle of the livingroom floor. Wrestling around, jumping up, swording fighting, leaving what looks like the remains of a tornado behind them.
In the meantime, I hear this little voice saying “eye…eye…nose…ear…” I turn around and Glorianna is sitting quietly on the couch playing with a stuffed dog.
I had a nice chuckle and thought this was definalty worth a post.
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