"How many more do you need to make ten?" I asked.
"Four?" He answered doubtfully.
"That's right," I said with surprise.
In a quiet, deadpan voice he said, "Wow. I'm pretty smart."
He has these big green eyes and the cutest little mouth. His blonde hair is tousled and perfectly curled. It's hard to find someone sweeter, in my motherly opinion.
BTW: Gibson slept through the night last night. Praise the Lord! He answered my blog!

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