I was out on the front porch sewing a button onto Ella’s jeans one afternoon when I heard Frankie start his wailing in their bedroom. Not totally unusual, especially since he’d been whiny and easily brought to tears ever since I’d gotten home. I thought nothing of it and continued my sewing. Then I heard Ella walk out into the living room and smugly say to herself, “Well, he’s not going to bother me again.” Oh dear! A thug!! The extremely ironic thing was that this was the child who had gotten 100% on her Bible test just that morning!! HA!
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