He: "Momma, I made some pictures for you to help you feel better."Me: "That's great, son. What are they?"
He: "The blue one is for the big bruises on your belly."
Me: "Oh. Ok. What about the red one?"
He: "That's your yucky gross owie (scar)."
Me: "Yikes! That is gross. Want to see it again?"
He: "Noo, no way! You're disgusting and I want to throw up!"
Me: "Wow, that's really not nice."
He: "I know!"
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That he feels that free is pretty special, though. 8^)
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