My poor kids.
They get dragged around a lot to many many places - new and old. New people's houses, new Sunday Schools, all kinds of new things. But they adjust so well.
No crying when I leave, no begging me not to go, no whining when they hear. God bless them, they're just happy to play and be around other kids.
It's the "missionary" in them.
I am not exagerating when I tell you that E. can go anywhere - and have a new friend in under 60 seconds. Really.
They amaze me.
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