the other night corinne wasn't feeling well. before i put them to bed she and i were sitting on the floor in the hallway outside the girl's bedroom door. she was laying down with her head on my lap. i told ella that corinne wasn't feeling well and asked her if she'd pray for her.
"dear jesus, thank you for this day and please help corinne to feel better on this day and please help daddy to have a good time working by himself (he was taking a potential new hire out to dinner) and please help mommy not to be rude..."
good grief!
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