growing up, i H.A.T.E.D. my freckles. so much so that i would pray at night that God would take them away while i slept. and i'd wake up disappointed. time after time.
but THESE freckles...well, THESE freckles are different. i couldn't love them more. this sprinkling of sweetness on my littlest man's face. these freckables are kissable. delectable. and i thank God for them...for him...every night. time after time.
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