I was in Primary today, substituting in the class just older than Kezie's. During sharing time, the kids were given dough and asked to make something out of it that they loved that was created for them. There were lots of cute things; a zebra, a favorite climbing tree, food. Then it's my Kezie's turn, and she holds up her long lump of clay and says, "It's my sister, Ivy."
And my heart melted a little bit.
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So sweet. This is something to tell them when they are older and they wont stop screaming at each other.
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