Cora's had some major issues with a mean tummy bug the past few days. A couple of nights ago, her tummy was hurting at bedtime. I explained that I would fix it if I could, but we'd have to talk to God about that. I asked her if she wanted to pray about it:
Me: Do you know how to pray honey? Just start out saying "Dear God..."
Cora: {small smiling shy voice} Dear God...
Me: Now just ask him for what you want
Cora: Dear God can I please have a pony pillow pet?
I guess some things trump tummy pain!
Monday, March 28, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
3-16-11
Cora: Mom, I have brown eyes, and you have brown eyes! I know how that happened. When I came out of the shoot from your tummy, I drank from your boo-boos and so that's how I got your brown eyes!
Monday, March 14, 2011
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