Dennis leaped onto our bed this morning, waking us up by delightedly announcing "I'm a missile launcher! Push this button right here" (pointing to his belly) "and see what happens!". He then spit a plastic missile at us, one from his happy meal toy launcher.
Later, he was helping Gran mix some mortar for the stones for the front of our house. As he was mixing it, some of the mortar got on his Shrek watch, down inside on of the ear stalks. He studied it for a moment and then told Gran "hey, Shrek has an ear infection!".
He's thankful for Jesus and thankful for the world tonight. Me, too.
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