While playing with the kiddoes, I knelt down to pick up something Antonio dropped. He studied the top of my head while I studied the ground, and then he announced that my hair was gray.
"Gray!" I exlaimed. "I don't think so! How about yellow or brown?"
"Hmm," he said, thinking seriously over the matter. "Yes, you're right. It's gold. Pure gold."
I about died laughing right there.
Tonight he joined our teenage Bible study. He's 5. But he sat quietly and listened, later helping me prepare the snack. He laid out the napkins for each person, carefully straightening each one on the table and then counting and recounting to make sure there were enough.
I think I should nickname him Sombra--Shadow.
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