Do these boys {sweethearts} ever know how to play. And I love it. Their imagination is healthy, and so are their bodies. It seems that a conglomeration of Dad's and Mom's things make the best toys for them too. They are so involved in their "work" that it happens frequently that when Seth has to go to bed he breaks out in tears saying "But Mom, I haven't even played yet today!" Oh dear. To be a child, to let the days roll by with no worries, cares, lists... and play all day. What a life they have! God is good.
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