Tonight as I put Priya to bed we listened to the ice storm outside clicking against the siding and windows. We read numerous books like, Berlioz the Bear by Jan Brett, we just love her books, and a few others. Then after reading, Priya had all these questions about heaven, who was going to be there, do we have to die, things like that. It was one of those special moments.
Then after prayers and a kiss good night she said one more thing...
"Daddy, I love you, when you get up in the morning can you brush your teeth, because your breath stinks..."
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