And mercifully, that was so

Saturday night we were all wiped out from having a fun time at church.  I was laying in bed, when I heard Robert start singing.  He was singing at the top of his lungs, and, at first, I couldn't make out the words.  Turns out he was singing a song he made up, "This is that  last loud song of the night!"

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