We were just praying for the Bigger family (I don't know them, but we got an email requesting prayer for a young man who just lost his wife and two little children when his van slid off the road and into a pond. I can't imagine his pain right now. Please pray for them as well). Carli prayed for him (actually for the ones already in heaven, in her simple little way), and then wanted to pray for Granddad, as she does often. (I'm not sure if this is something we really need to talk to her about, or if we can wait til later on.) She prayed that he would be kind and good and comfortable.
I kept Carli home from church tonight because she had a low-grade fever and sore throat. She just said, "I'm going to go potty and then maybe my throat will feel better." If only that was the cure!
To Madeline: "Hi, Cutie Pie! Are you a cutie pie or just pie?"