My son and I are all dressed up today.
Minda and I plan to go to church today because it's Sunday. I am currently tying up my daughter's curly hair while she stands in front of the full size mirror in the living room. My son was smiling while I was doing that because he just had a bath.
I smelled my son and almost choked.
"You really smell good, son! We're going to church today with Aunt Minda." I smiled at him in the mirror. "My son is really blessed. I will pray to God that he will give you a healthy body and many blessings."
Minda came out of her room with her sandals. He grinned when he saw us and then sat on the sofa. He put on his sandals.
"I'll handle Zellor," Minda said when the sandals were on.
He stood up and then looked at me.
"Huh?" I frowned and then we left in front of
