Josh goes to bed at 8 pm. Last night at about 9:45 he called me to his room.
J- Momma, do you ever wish for things?
J- Do you ever get them?
M- ....I wished for you Joshua! (my eyes tearing, of course)
J- Yeah, well...I am really wishing for a General Grievous Guy!
Twelve Days of Boots: Day 7 by The Pioneer Woman
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