Yesterday I was stressed and depressed, down in the dumps... and then Beth brought the Incredible Hulk to my house... who needs Xanax when you have a sweet monster like this around? When she got to my house, I went out onto the porch as she was getting him out of the car and I said, "Sam!" and she put him down and he ran as fast as his little legs would carry him across the yard to me, laughing and saying, "Bread! Bread!" (Apparently Beth had told him to tell me they had brought bread for dinner). I picked him up and swung him in the air and hugged on him and asked him who I was... "Aunt Brenda!" :-) It made my day. I wish I could get a dose of him every day. 
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