Max: Mama, Mama, why are there dots on us?
Me: What?
Max: Dots, why are there dots on us?
Me: Oh, those are called freckles.
Max: Freckles?
Me: Yeah, freckles.
Max: Okay, but what are they?
Me: They are kisses from angels. (I wait for a reaction from him because it is so very silly, and plan to give him the real reason -- Google, what is the real reason?)
Max: Oh, okay.
Then he walked off to do his next bit of
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I sit her typing out this exchange so that I don't lose it from my mind, and I am marveling at the idea of Angel Kisses :) Perhaps I won't ask google after all.
Blessings! and Joy!
nIcole mArie
