Sometimes it's hard being a mommy.
This evening, I began to thank God for our meal of Hot Pockets for Austin and a PB&J for myself.
"Dear God,Thank you for this food that we are about to eat. Thank you for always taking care of us. Please be with David and Noah on their trip and bring them back safely tomorrow..."
With his eyes shut tight and a cry in his voice, Austin fervently jumped in...
"...and please give Christian a hug and kiss from me!"
All I could add was: