Jaxon-ism’s (01)

At the ripe old age of 4 years and one month, Jaxon sat on my lap and put his arms around my neck. He looked me right in the eyes and said in a matter of fact kind of way, “What do you want for Christmas Mum?”

I told him that for Christmas I want another little boy as adorable as him.

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