B: I know how people grow up mom.
M: How?
B: Well first they are with Jesus, and then they go into mommy tummies and when the come out they are babies and then they stay babies for a little while and then they grow up!
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B: I didn’t tell you about my bad dream.
M: What was it about?
B: I can’t tell you?
M: Yes you can, it’s ok.
B: No, I can’t tell you.
M: Why not?
B: Someone dies (dies is drug out in a very breathy quiet voice)
M: Who dies? (I’m thinking, poor thing, he dreamed about one of us dying)
B: Power Rangers…again. They died, but I saved them.
By the way, Brayden informed me yesterday that he likes kisses now and he doesn’t wipe them off anymore.
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