Sunday was the day all of the third graders got their bibles in church. I loved watching him receive his bible, but was in disbelief that he is old enough to have one! I used to look at the third graders and say to myself, "Those are the BIG kids - half grown."
Well, I was mistaken. They are babies. Not anywhere near half grown. Babies. I still smell his head before bed every night for goodness sake. I have to go find him now so I can pinch those wittle cheeks!