Dear God

Last night, right after dinner, Abby started asking us for something to drink. We told her she had to wait until bedtime (she always has water then) because she did not finish her milk at dinner. We did her Bible Story, which was about people who were mad at Jesus. Then she said her prayer, which went something like this: "Dear God, thank you for everything and everybody, and for people who don't know you and are mad, and please help me get a drink"
Rick and I were laughing so hard we were almost crying.