Megan: “mommy why are you my mom?”

me: “I guess because Heavenly Father wanted you to be apart of our family.”

Putting the question back on her I asked, “Why do you think I’m your mom?”

Megan: “Because I told Jesus I wanted you.”

me: “You did?”

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I know this is her little self just trying to figure things out, but I couldn’t help wonder after almost losing her while pregnant twice that perhaps it was her persistence that brought her here. She certainly is good at what she does…I find it very difficult to turn her down.