Reagan: “Mom, do your kids get hurt?”
Mom: “What are you talking about, Ray?”
Reagan: “Do your kids get hurt, when they fall from heaven?”
Priceless…
Reagan: “Mom, when I am grown up I don’t want to play soccer anymore.”
Mom: “You don’t have to. Why don’t you want to play soccer when you grow up, Ray?”
Reagan: “Because I don’t want to keep my eye on the ball, I want to watch you [and daddy, and grandma and grandpa and pretty much everyone she loves that comes to cheer for her].”
Adorable….
So stinkin' precious!
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