Thursday, December 1, 2011
I went into Deborah's room last night to say prayers with her and she wasn't in bed. Weird. Where was Deborah??
Then at the end of Deborah's bed I saw this:
And, sure enough ... she was curled up in there.
She even stayed there all night long. She's convinced that with prayer and that tent she will ALWAYS have good dreams. Hmmm....
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