Last night as we were saying our family bedtime prayers the kids heard me pray that Johanna would return to her previously excellent sleeping habits, and that the LORD would grant her peace from whatever is causing her to wake at night and be inconsolable.  They asked what could be bothering her; was it nightmares?  Without getting into the whole possibility of sleep terrors (she doesn’t really fit the classic diagnosis) we did concede that it could be nightmares, although it likely was just a growth spurt of sorts.  Tabitha did not miss a beat, nor did she wait to hear us explain one iota more.  She immediately stated, “I know what could be giving her nightmares.  You know how much she loves Bob and LarLar? Right? Well, these days Daddy has been peeling a lot of cucumbers and cutting a lot of tomatoes.  Maybe she thinks he is killing Bob and Larry.

There is really nothing else for me to type, now, is there?