This past weekend Jedd and Maxx went to the Indy 500 with Poppy and Uncle Richard. Since the boys were out of town, Kyla and I headed to Chelan to keep Nana company and have a little adventure of our own. On the last day, as we were driving away from Nana's house, Kyla told me, "Mom, sometimes I pray in my head."
Me: Hey, I do that, too. What do you pray about?
Kyla: Things I want.
Me: Of course.
Kyla: And our family and my friends. And, like, Abby, that she would feel better. (Abby is the sister of one of her classmates, who has been having on-going medical issues for quite some time now.)
Me: Those are good things to pray for.
Kyla: But today is the first time that I prayed for Daddy AND Maxx together.
Me: What did you pray for?
Kyla: That they would make it home safe on the airplane and, um, that they have a fun day.
Me: Oh, me, too, Sweetie.
Fortunately, she was in the back seat and didn't see my tears. My little sweetheart.
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So sweet!
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