While C is crying, LB is pretending to hammer and saw around her...
Me: What are you doing?
LB: Fixing her, I'm her big brother <3 <3 <3
As he carries and lines up pieces of Styrofoam from the box his bed was packed in...
Me: What are you doing?
LB: Building my bed
Once the bed is "built" as he's rolling around on the Styrofoam planks...
LB: Oh Mama this bed is so comfortable, I love my new bed!
LB: Mama, I'm going to my wedding...you can come
Me: Who are you marrying?
LB: Umm, I don't know but Michael, John, Wendy, Peter, and Tink are coming
It felt as though my heart fell out of my chest when I hard this, I can't imagine what it will feel like when he says this for real!
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