Butterfly and her thoughts on Thanksgiving

Everyone,

My daughter prays. It's so cute. She will stand at the side of our bed, fold her arms, bury her head in her arms, say "Heavenly Father, thank you. Amen!" (comes out more "Hev Faaaa, tank ooo, men!") It's so so so cute. And such a sweet little prayer. She asks for nothing. This has really struck a chord with me this past week as we come up on Thanksgiving. What am I thankful for?
Juice, I love this guy. :)
Butterfly, what else would I do with my day other than work at a job I don't like? She is my life. She made me the mother I always wanted to be.
Soot, this dog is so funny and cute! She is so obedient, and knows tons of tricks. I like to show her off.
Our house, as much as I dream about our permanent home, this one has been fantastic for us. We kind of fell into it at the perfect time.
Juice's job, they took him in when they really didn't know what to do with him because they paid for his undergrad degree. Since then, they've taught him about monitors, paid for his graduate degree, gives great benefits, and pays us enough to live on. Without his job, we wouldn't even be here.
My Internet connection, I talk to everyone on it. I'd give up cable before I'd give up my Internet connection.
My parents, they listen to me gush about Butterfly all I want, and all the good things parents do. :)
Family, I miss everyone. But I'm glad that I know they are always there for me, no matter what.

It's the little things that make life good. Now when I watch Butterfly scrunch up her little eyes and say tank ooo with gusto, I am reminded to say thank you myself.

Safire