Dear God...

Jim and I recently spent a few days in Chicago while the kids stayed with his parents. The evening after we picked them up, they were grumpy and fighting with each other...and it was bothering Landen. He told me before bed that he didn't want to fight with Lauren anymore. Landen's prayer that evening sums up how he was feeling pretty well:

"Dear God, don't let me be mean all the time. Help me be mean just a little bit."

Landen's Latest

Landen's answer any time I ask him where something is:

"I think I dropped it somewhere."