This evening Grace was explaining to me what kind of treat she'd like for being reverent during church,when she interrupted herself and asked, pointing, if she could wear my "headphones." She was pointing to the hearing protection I wear when I mow the lawn. I consented and she explained that she needed some "quiet time." After a few seconds of jumping up and down with the headphones on, she proceeded to sing gibberish at the top of her lungs. Apparently her quiet time was noisy time for the rest of us. Then Grace sat down and read Sienna a book. I had to take pictures. She's been dancing the whole evening. I love being a dad.
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