On the way back from night church last Sunday...
Dana:"Mommy, I want to be in charge of something."
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Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one's youth. How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them...
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Tell him he can be in charge of me. I'm not doing such a good job. (I miss seeing your kids - I've got to have you for dinner soon)
I had better not tell him that, but we miss seeing you too. ;)
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