MORE WORDS TO REMEMBER

Greta, our little child full of will and "might" and life, sings at the top of her lungs, "This little MIGHT of mine, I'm gonna let it shine. . . . " Volume seems to be more important than pitch. We love her.

Mali told me yesterday that she had a dream, where an angel was looking for someone to watch over, and she was the one chosen to be watched over. She said, "Mama, angels are in our imagination, right there with God."