The other morning I really wanted a donut for breakfast. Ever since the pregnancy gallbladder no-fat diet, when I have the craving I just indulge! So I did a very bad mommy thing and took Sarah to the store and bought us fresh donuts with chocolate frosting and sprinkles. She loved me. And she ate the whole thing. For breakfast. But not before she prayed, of course. "Heavenly Father, bless our donut. Bless our daddy. In the name of Jesus Christ, amen." Daddy's top two! I told you she's a daddy's girl!
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