After our visit we stopped off to have family dinner at Olive Garden. When Ella said our prayer we started talking about our "daily bread" and we told her that she was our daily bread. She was the gift that sustained us each day.
During dinner we shared the bread, talked about how to break her bread and use it to wipe up the salad dressing off her plate and we just talked. She wasn't asking when she had to go to bed, what we were doing next, she was just Ella. She asked to wipe her face while she was eating, passed things bag and forth, talked about how delecious her meal was and was amazing. She was polite, loveing and helpful; everything that we know she is.
What made it even better was that she had just come off a Time Out in the store we were in before: she handled it, hugged me, listened and we all moved on.
While we took no pictures it was a simple meal at Olive Garden that we will remember and are very grateful for. Our daughter is amazing.
Ella, you are our daily bread...
1 comment:
Pops and I don't get your anology but we've always known she was very special. She LOVES to have convesations like a grown up that will go on and on just like her daddy always did.
Love & Miss you all, Mom & Dad
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