This morning at breakfast Charles was elaborating on some topic to Oliver who listened for awhile and then finally said, "Charles, stop talking to me. You're putting too much brain into my head."
Basically, I'm insane. God has a big sense of humor because He inflicted six small innocent children with me as their mother. I do love them lots, and I hope that they won't be too scarred from the experience.
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