On our way home, I turned on the radio to play some music for Isaiah. Isaiah asked, "mom, do you know where the music is coming from?" I replied that the music is coming from the radio. He then says, "well I think there are little people in there playing music." I nodded. I just love his little imagination.
Dear Lord. Please keep my little Isaiah young and full of imagination as long as possible. I love him so much. Amen.
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Isaiah, you have such a creative mind! I love you
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