Giant of the Valley
When I was a kid, I read a biography of John F. Kennedy; one of those youth bios, cleaned up, Marilyn Monroe-free, which focused instead on his huge, friendly family,…

Elle: I remember when I wasn’t even in your tummy!
Me: Where were you then?
Elle: (slightly exasperated) You could imagination me!
I get up to leave.
Me: Night night, sweetie.
Elle: Mama, why did you choose me?
Me: Oh, Elle, if I could have chosen you, I surely would have chosen you. But God chose you for me. And me for you. That’s why I love God so much.
Elle: And Tom chose God for Jay!
Me: We’re lucky.
Elle: Yeah, we’re lucky.
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Awwwwww
That is so sweet!