When the boys and I were driving Jeremy into work this morning, Focus on the Family was on, and as part of the broadcast, people were praying. That's what reminded both Jeremy and me about the day. I immediately remembered seeing that Taylors First Baptist was having a service at noon, so we made plans to be there.
We made it through the first ten or fifteen minutes before Jones started jabbering. He wasn't being ugly. In fact, his little voice was just adorable. Still, it was enough to make us leave out of respect for the occasion. I wish we could've stayed, though, because it was shaping up to be a totally beautiful service.
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