Today I am grateful for this sweet girl. She teaches me each day. Often I realize she was sent to me so that I can learn from her, not the other way around.
This past week Claire got sick. She woke us up in the middle of the night yelling "All wet, all wet". Mike went in to find her covered in vomit. He cleaned her up, brought her to me in our bed, where she threw up again. She spent the next several hours going back and forth to the toilet. Mike then gave her a blessing. Later this week Grandma Jane and Papa Jimbo asked her about being sick. She told them "Mine Burp Potty" (I threw up in the potty). "Daddy hands head, mine feel better". I was reminded of how simple faith is. I am so grateful for her example to me.
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