Holding Hands

I love Bronson. He has such a happy spirit, and always has a way of making me smile.

Just before we were about to cross the street, we had this convo:

Me: Bronson hold mommy’s hand so we can cross the street.

B: B no wanna hold mommy’s hand (giggle giggle)

Me: Honey, you need to hold someone’s hand before you cross the street.

B: B hold B’s own hand.

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