Cashism

I only have a moment to type as supper is on the stove and Arden will surely notice that my door is closed.  Once she tries to open it she will discover that it is locked and then she will begin to knock, kick and yell "mama" until I can't take the dog barking at her anymore and open the door, so..............

Cash was just playing in the floor with his combine, tractors etc....  he said to me, "mama, my man got dead on this combine so I am gonna stop and get him some milk and pray for him".  If you are wondering why I am blogging this it is because we as mother's love to hear reassurance that our children do listen.  It made my soul smile to hear my son say he wanted to pray even if it was just for his toy farm hand!!  :)  Thank you Lord!