Sunday, August 10, 2008

When I Go to Heaven...


When I go to heaven John-Robert is going to hold on to my foot. That's what he just told me, out of the blue, for no apparent reason. I asked him why he was going to hold on to my foot- "so I can go with you" was his answer. Can you even get any sweeter than that? I've just discovered, AGAIN why we have kids.

1 comment:

Lisa said...

Awwwwwwww.....that might just make up for the ceiling fan. LOL.