Critical Thinking and Language
Just a little more than five years ago I was blessed with the most precious gift of all, my son. I knew the moment that I laid eyes on him that he was the best thing to ever happen to me. Even as he grows older, my love for him seems to strengthen. There is a bond between us that shall never be broken, even as time passes. As he begins to grow older, he does not want me to call him any nicknames that may associate him to a baby. He says that he is not a baby anymore; he is a big boy. What he does not realize is that he will always be my baby and my Angel. He is the light of my life and I look forward to every new adventure with him. His imagination sometimes takes us to new horizons. Whether we are
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