He’s always been an old soul, asking questions constantly. A few years ago, around age seven or eight, my little Hunter-man was worried about the drought. He asked, “Mom, why is everything so dry and dying? Look, the grass is turning brown. Won’t the animals die?”
I thought, extremely observant for a little guy. I answered (continue reading)
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