Hope: "Mommy, who made God?"
Aliyah: (snuggling with us in our bed early one morning this week during a thunderstorm) "Thunder isn't scary in Mommy's bed! But thunder is scary in my bed."
Aliyah's prayer one night this week: "Dear Jesus, thank you for rainbows and stars and butterflies. Thank you for . . (looking around the table) hope . . And Samuel . . And Karys . . . And mommy . . And daddy . . And hope . . And ME!!! Good-bye."
Samuel: "Mommy, come and look!"
(These 4 words usually scare me when I hear my kids yell them!)
Not to be disappointed, I turn around to see Karys sucking on samuel's toes.
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