So, as my mom tucked the boys into their bed, my heart was warmed to hear of their conversation:
Mom: "Boys, let's say our prayers."
Harper: "Wawwen can."
Warren: "I will."
-prayer-
Harper gives mom a night kiss and turns over to go to sleep. Meanwhile, Warren begins to sniffle.
Mom: "Warren, buddy, what's wrong?"
Warren: "I don't want Daddy to be hurt."
Harper: rolls back over "Wawwen, you know God has a plan."
While I would love to take credit for this, I have to give the credit to the boys' amazing Pre-K teacher, Ms. Debbie Warren. We could not have asked for a better teacher for them, and consider ourselves beyond blessed to have had her teach both the boys. Of course I told her the story, as did my mom the next day. With tears in her eyes, she told me that their class theme is "God has a plan." And that every day they sing their class song, "God has a plan."
The funny part about this story is that Harper was not supposed to be in Ms. Debbie's class. I put up a fuss and begged and pleaded that he have her. You see, God has a plan. Ms. Debbie was just the teacher that Harper needed during this season. She has helped instill in him that God does have a plan. We don't need to worry about Chris' surgery....He's already got it taken care of....and everyone scores!

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