Out of the mouths of babes...
It rained today.
My thirdling says " Mom, Is Jeremy washing his hands?"
It took me awhile to get on his page. He is afraid of storms. We tell him soft stories of angels, including his brother, Jeremy, bowling and playing in heaven.
I guess it is only natural that he should transfer that thought to think that the rain must be from the angels washing up.
:)
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