Precious

I had to document something that happened before I forgot, and the people reading this will appreciate the inherent and tender beauty of the situation. So Ansley and I went to Karen and Bryan's tonight to hang out for a while. As part of the evening, Karen asked for a blessing from myself and Bryan. After we finished, Ansley insisted it was her turn. Before I knew it, she was sitting on the stool with her arms folded wanting us to "pray for her." I love my daughter more than ever for her beautiful spirit and thought to share this "awwwwwww" moment with the Grandma's and Aunts/Uncles/Cousins.