This morning when I went to get Caleb out of his crib I found him sitting in the crib playing. He was holding onto a stuffed cross that my best friend Katy gave to me right before our second trip to Kyrgyzstan. Caleb was pointing at the cross and saying over and over again, "Jesus, Jesus" in his sweet baby talk. I did not realize that he had learned that the cross meant Jesus, although it is something we have both told him. When Caleb would try to touch various crosses in our house I would tell him, 'oh be gentle, that cross belongs to Jesus' or something like that. It really made my day to see that our precious boy has already learned about Jesus!
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That is precious.
Aaaw, that's awesome!
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