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The other night Adam had bedtime duty with an overtired three year old who didn't feel as if she were ready for bed.  Needless to say, she was upset about having to go down.  Therefore, the following is what she prayed:

Dear Jesus,
Please let my daddy stay with me, and not go downstairs with mommy. My daddy is mean, Jesus. He's not nice.

Adam interrupted and told her that wasn't very nice.

"Oh right, sorry, sorry, sorry," said Abby.

Continued prayer...

My mommy's nice and my daddy's nice and my baby sister. Grammy and Pa are okay, and they're nice too. Thank for keeping them safe through the funderstorm (Sandy). Their house blew away, Jesus. They got help from the cows, goats, and the sheeps.

 In Jesus name, amen.