Brooke's Prayer
At the dinner table last week Brooke decided she wanted to say a prayer with us before dinner. This was impressive, since she has been bashful about praying openly in the past, so we encouraged her. She proceeded to say, "Dear Heavenly Father, I pray that Brady will not pick his nose every time he uses a tissue and that I will be a good mom when I have hundreds of children. Amen." Amen, indeed. (Neither prayer has been answered to date.)