Where Does He Get This Stuff?

Zack and I were driving home from preschool yesterday. We have this thing we do: I say something like, "I love you all the way to the moon and the sun and the stars and back a million times." He replies, "I love you to Kazakhstan and back [[note: it's always Kazakhstan]] a hundred!"

Then out of the blue he says to me with a sigh, "Ohhh, why do I have to be so cute??!!"
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Today we're driving to preschool and, as is our tradition, we're praying about our day. Zack went first, "Dear Lord, can you please help give my mom energy [[I paid special attention when I heard that longed-for word]] so she can be healthy, strong and....courageous!"

Amen to that.