Last night I was going through a box and Eamon saw a cross, he said, "Mommy, we put that up so people know we go to church."
Brady was laying on the sofa sleeping, Eamon looks at Brady and says "Brady, you hungry?" Lifting his own shirt, he says "I don't have any, Mommy has the milk."
When we got in the car in Atlanta to head home, "Brady Bug, I hold your hand." Then he held his hand.
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