Lucy, you worked for quite a while on your "job." There was grunting and sighing--you wanted to make it clear that effort was being expended. And then you plunked your "paintbrush" back in the pail and stood back to survey the wall you'd just "painted."
You spread your arms wide and declared with a smile, "Ahh. Sparkles everywhere."
I am so thankful to God for you and for your imagination! I couldn't help but think that it's true. You are my sparkle-painter. My days have so much more dazzle and shine because of you and all the joy you bring me!
You spread your arms wide and declared with a smile, "Ahh. Sparkles everywhere."
I am so thankful to God for you and for your imagination! I couldn't help but think that it's true. You are my sparkle-painter. My days have so much more dazzle and shine because of you and all the joy you bring me!
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