We just dropped T. Bone at his friend's house for the afternoon. Now Miss Bit is eagerly awaiting her play date with her friend, B. She said, "Mom, B. is my friend who is like my cousin." I smiled fully understanding her sweet expression. Then she said, "No really Mom... She's my cousin in my heart." I think she understood my sentiment when I shared with her that B.'s Mom is my friend who is like my sister in my heart. I'm grateful that my girl has a frister cuz' I truly don't know where I'd be without my fristers.
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