Part of our nighttime routine is to say some prayers and talk to Jesus. We thank Him for the day and people that we love. I think it's fun to see who Stella remembers first. Tonight the first name out of her mouth before I even finished the Our Father was my brother Nate. I thought that was especially sweet as she hadn't seen him in a week.
"OK, thank you for Nate. Who else?"
"Papa."
"OK, thank you for Papa."
"Gigi. Mommy. Daddy."
Really, who wouldn't want to hear that? Then she really gets to the heart of the matter.
"Target. McDonald's. The shops."
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your child.
gratitude after my own heart.
Tonight Eric thanked Jesus for Stella, Ava, Gigi, and Lisha. I am thankful for you too!
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