Pale By Comparison

"Momma, I love you! You're the best mom I've ever had!"

Prayer Requests

C: Can Jesus understand me when I pray like this (whispers in a silly voice)?

Me: Well, yes, He can, but He hears your heart more than your words. He knows when you're just being silly and when you mean it.

C: Oh! (Presses hands on belly)

Me: What are you doing?

C: Making my heart come to my words!

A little later...

C: Momma, can you understand this (whisper-mumbles)?

Me: No, I'm not like Jesus.

C (leaning in to put her face to my chest and mumble-whispering): How about now?

What's In A Name

Me: Sorry, Honey.
C: I don't like it when you call me Honey.
Me: Oh, okay! Sorry, So-and-so!
C: Stop saying So-and-so!
Me: Well, what do you want me to call you?
C: How about...uh...Sugarplum?!