Today we finished out our history lessons by putting our current President's picture on our timeline. When I told Carli that even though we may not like him or agree with him very much, we still need to pray for him, she told me, "I don't want to pray for him. When I see his picture it makes me sick in my stomach." [One of the little boys in her Kindergarten class (2 years ago) told her that he kills babies, so she's not been really fond of him since. We had to explain a little more than we intended to at her tender age of 5.] Our last assignment in history was to write a letter to him. Here is what she dictated to me (she'll copy it to writing paper):
President Barack Obama
1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NW
Washington, DC 20500
Dear Mr. President,
My name is Carli. I am a homeschooled little girl. I am 7 years old, and I'm almost 8. I'm just writing to say I'm going to pray for you. I'm praying to God to give you wisdom.
Would you like to write back to me?