So, I'm finalizing the details for a trip for me and Dalton to Dallas so he can ride on a plane. This is for his birthday, but we are doing it early so the weather would be warmer. So I was asking Dalton a question about the hotel and when I was walking away, he stops me and says he has to tell me one more thing.
Mom, I love you!
You could all probably hear Boyd laughing from our kitchen.
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