The night before I flew to Montana last week was no exception. When I tucked Scotlynn into bed I told her that "mommy is going to fly in an airplane to see Grammy and Papa." She was intrigued. She told me she would make me a paper airplane to fly in. She wanted to fly with me in her paper airplane. I wondered out loud where we would fly in this airplane. "We'll fly to AWANA," was her immediate reply.
A few minutes later I was with Ila. She asked God to keep mommy safe and warm on the airplane. Then she asked God to let me have lots, and lots, and lots of fun. I don't know what she thought I'd be doing, but I loved her sincerity that I have fun while I was away from her.

*as posted on String of Pearls 11/6/08
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