Certain 3-year-olds have a hard time staying in bed at night. Even when consistently warned and duly disciplined upon coming out.
And certain 3-year-olds, upon the subdued return of their bunkmate to bed can be found laying nicely under their blanket sweetly singing "Jesus Loves Me".
I'm so thankful for those moments in my day that provide much-needed humor amidst frustration, and a reminder that this 3-year-old sweetness is all too brief.
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