You Win Some, You Lose Some

When it comes time to say our prayers every night, you never know what you're going to get. Some nights she dives straight in and starts while other nights she holds them for ransom.  And when she says them, some nights she thanks Jesus for smoked sausage and other nights she says the sweetest things. Tonight, she made me exceptionally proud. She not only prayed for her little brother to learn how to chew (Everett still throws up every time he eats), but she also prayed that God would help all the kids who weren't lucky get presents and clothes and food. When she says things that make you so proud, you can't help but think you're doing a pretty good job as a parent.  Of course, when you have two kids, if one is making you proud...chances are the other one is doing something like licking the sliding glass door...