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Innocence, precious innocence!

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Kayla pulled me aside in a whispered voice today. " Mommy, Allison said a really bad word".
My heart dropped.
My stomach churned.
I sifted through the list of "really bad words" I knew in my mind.
Was it the s one? .
The d one?
Please don't let it be that really bad other one! As I gained my composure I looked at her and said "Kayla, what really bad word did Allison say?"
"Well she couldn't get the dustbuster to turn on, so she said 'come on you dumb buster' "
I hid my smile and thanked God for the sweet innocence He has allowed my almost 12 year old to maintain even though the world is trying to bang down the door and steal it away.
Thank you Lord for allowing me to savor this moment of innocence. :)

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  1. sharonJune 9, 2008 at 2:39 PM

    Number one, Kayla looks so old and so pretty!

    Number two, that is actually really funny. Allison is good with puns, eh?

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  2. AnonymousJuly 20, 2010 at 7:26 AM

    Best Picture to date I have seen of Kayla. What a glorious future is in store for her.

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