Joseph: "Sometime I'll have a lose tooth. Maybe when I'm six."
Hannah: "What if it falls out?"
Joseph: "Then I'll let you hold it."
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
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Even the sparrow finds a home and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, at your altars, O LORD of Hosts, my King and my God. Blessed are those who dwell in your house, ever singing your praise.
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