Matthew has a pair of pajamas that have black widows all over the shirt and pants. To say it freaks him out a little bit is an understatement. The other night he did not have any other pajamas and the black widows were his only choice. It was a fight to get them on. Finally he conceded, but only with the bottoms. He requested a white t-shirt and then said, "I have to tell you, Mom, now I'm going to have a dream about a giant black widow that kills me." Luckily, he didn't. But that's because he prayed for good dreams and Heavenly Father sent them his way. The faith of a child.
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