Yesterday Blake was about to go to work and he was hugging me in the family room. Hope was at the kitchen table (which looks right into the Family room) eating her lunch when out of nowhere she said, "Daddy?" We looked over at her and she had tears welled up in her eyes and her lip was quivering. Blake said, "What is it, Hope?" She said, "Do you love Mommy more than me?" We looked at each other a little panicky - what do you say to that when she's looking at him with teary puppy-dog eyes? He said, "Ahhh Hope, I love all my family." That seemed to satisfy her....for the time being anyway.
This past Christmas we talked to the kids a lot about all the less fortunate people and children in the world with the hope that they wouldn't get caught up in all the wanting everything they see on all the toy commercials. Since Christmas Hope prays almost every night that "all the poor people will have more food than us, a bigger house than us, and more stuff than us." I say that first to show that the "poor" are on her mind a lot. Today after she had been playing in the backyard for awhile she ran in and told me that she was hungry. I said, "Ok, let me finish this and then I'll make dinner." She said, "But, Mommy I'm hungry like the poor people!"
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