cecelia and i were saying our usual nighttime prayers: thanks for... please help.... i love you, God! i give less and less guidance as the kids get older and start to understand and take over on their own. tonight:
mom: (please help) oh! and the inmates in leavenworth
cecelia: what?
mom: inmates... in leavenworth.
cecelia: oh, okay. and the inmates in lemonora...
ps.
ralph cleaned his room today!
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