I know She is Mom!

Tonight after McCanless said her prayers and “blessed” a long list of her closest friends, relatives, animals, movies, toys, nature, etc, (you get the point) I told her how proud I was of her.

I also mentioned that God was very proud of her, too. As we lay in the darkness and after a brief moment, I heard her little voice, sounding almost annoyed but agreeing with me, “I know She is, Mom.” I laughed to myself and started to ask, but I heard her stuff her silky in her mouth and begin to drift off, so I decided to leave that conversation for later.