Last night the kids were all preparing to have a bunkin’ party in Olivia’s room. As we gathered for bedtime prayer, this is what Angie prayed:
Dear Jesus, thank You that we have rooms big enough to be able to sleep together.
And thank You that we have a house big enough that we don’t have to sleep together all the time!
Such precious honesty!
This morning Steven, who slept in a sleeping bag on the floor, got up before his sisters. He and I went in together to check on the girls and found Olivia smack dab in the middle of the bed. If the chest of drawers hadn’t been beside Angie, she would have probably fallen off the bed. Steven just curled up beside Olivia as if they’d all three slept in the bed. Silly boy.
How they love each other…