Part two of yesterdays story: Prayer time.

Later that morning, when we were doing family prayer...

Mollen: I'LL GO FIRST!! (For some reason, it is a really big deal to pray in a certain order)
Peyton: I'LL GO SECOND!
Mollen prays.
Charter: DEAR JESUS! (Peyton gasps an offended gasp) What? WHAT?! TELL ME! Ooohhh... Sorry...
Um, dear Jesus... I pray for Peyton's wrist because she just got her cast off...
Sloan: (Whispers) and her knee...
Charter: And for Sloan's wrist... even though she got her cast off a long time ago.... (Laughter) WHAT?! WHAT DID I DO?! WHAT'S SO FUNNY?!?
Sloan: I didn't say, "And for me" I said, "And her knee"
Charter: What, you did? Oh. Dear Jesus, I pray for Peyton's knee, cause she just hurt it.
AND I PRAY FOR CAIRO'S FIFTEENTH BIRTHDAY! I hope that she will have a lot of fun...
Amen.
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for some reason, the kids always pray for my birthday... I just turned 14 2 months ago... I don't kow why they are already praying for my 15...