Today my nephew turned five. I love hearing his little voice say big words. I love that he knows Mozart when he hears it and I don’t. I love that, as I sang Happy Birthday to him on the phone, I could tell he was smiling.
He’s a light.
Today my nephew turned five. I love hearing his little voice say big words. I love that he knows Mozart when he hears it and I don’t. I love that, as I sang Happy Birthday to him on the phone, I could tell he was smiling.
He’s a light.