Foresight

Henry is pretty good at predicting the future. I was sitting on the floor in the boys' room sorting books with Henry playing nearby when Emmett came home from the neighbor's house crying. I called down the hall to ask if he was bleeding or just hurt, and Emmett said he was just hurt. Emmett came down the hallway, still crying. Realizing what was going on, Henry hurried over to me and sat in my lap. Fortunately there is still room for both of them, and I was able to make Emmett laugh by pointing out how Henry couldn't stand the idea that Emmett might sit in my lap.

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Thanks, Emmett.