
The other night after finishing a book about a Tree never picked from a Christmas Tree farm, we talked about hopes and dreams. A picture from the storybook was exactly the kind of house I'd like to live in. It had a barn for airplanes. Jaden asked me to wait to buy it until he was 14. (when he could fly.)
Then we knelt for prayer and I mentioned of few of those dreams, Jaden looked up and said: "Can you pause this prayer?" He came back with an airplane and clutched it the rest of the prayer.
After seeing a movie on Saturday we walked home from our neighbors at dusk to the 'familiar sound of shovels scraping snow of the sidewalk.' I mentioned that to Jaden and he said I should put "that in my book."
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