You’ve reminded me of a song learned at Sunday School my children and I used to sing. Even today, my now 32 year-old and I send random love notes by texting part of a line from that song and wait for the other to respond with the last half.
The memory of those three, still small, singing at the top of their little lungs in the back seat of our car is so precious.
You’ve reminded me of a song learned at Sunday School my children and I used to sing. Even today, my now 32 year-old and I send random love notes by texting part of a line from that song and wait for the other to respond with the last half.
The memory of those three, still small, singing at the top of their little lungs in the back seat of our car is so precious.
Thank you for sharing this beautiful example of the Boomerang of Song! I love it!