Cody came down yesterday and said gravely, "Mom, I have an important favor to ask. You do not have to pray for me today. Can you please pray for Bidi? She is very sick. She has an infection, in her eye. I will have to take her to the doctor to get her well. Let's say an Our Father for her right now?"
And later, as I'm reading to Cordelia, she's absentmindedly -- but not softly -- kicking my legs repeatedly. I say, "Sweetie, please stop kicking Mommy." She replies instantaneously, "I'm not! I was just bumping you with my feet over and over."
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Oh Cordelia, you're right... that's totally different. :)
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