An appeal

At our table, before eating dinner, we always say grace and give thanks for our food. Last night it went pretty normal - very informal, we all just go around the table as we have things to add, in no particular order, until nobody else has anything.

Last night followed our same tradition, and went something like this:

"Thank you God for this good food. And thank you for the baby in Mommy's tummy. And keep Daddy safe on his drive tomorrow. Please keep Mommy and my kids safe on the flight tomorrow. Please help Charlie to sleep past 6:00, and help Mommy be happy if he doesn't."

Just as I thought we were done and ready to say "Amen," Kailyn threw out her last plea. It's one that she made once before to the offending party, but apparently her problem wasn't solved and she is appealing to the Higher Power.

"Please help Daddy stay out of my bathroom so I can still use it without getting sick. Please. Amen."