How about that Croc

Kids. I love them. I always have. The Merwins have 3 kids and one on the way. Both Jeremy and I have really connected with them and find such joy in spending time with them. Yesterday at our team meeting, we got off on a tangent and started talking about the largest crocodile in the world. I began to mention the fact that they found a human body in the crocodile, when everyone gave me the “shut up face”, I then noticed Miles (the 6 yr old) wide eyed…. I quickly changed the subject, but could tell miles was chewing on that thought. Later he made his way over to me and in a very serious manner began a conversation with me. “ Mrs. Majors, I was wondering if you would play ping pong with me? …..And maybe while playing we can talk about that croc! I have never talked about a croc and played ping pong before…..maybe we can try!” Needless to say, I started laughing. First, because there is no ping pong table, and second that he wanted to talk to me about “that croc”. It’s the little things like this in my day that make my heart fill with joy.

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