“I love her, James. A whole lot.” “So, can we keep her?” he asks with a smile on his face and tears still staining his cheeks. “She does the best crafts. She’s the best dinosaur buddy. She takes care of me when I’m sick. She loves to close the blinds and watch movies with me,” he spits out at a rapid speed. “And she makes the best waffles ever, Daddy. She does the funtetti like I like a whole lot.” “Woah, slow down, JJ.” I laugh. “She really is a keeper, huh?” “We need to keep her, Daddy!” he screams. “Then I say, we keep her.”
