God cares about the little stuff...

About a week ago, Annalynn got a little cut on her finger. Very little, but enough to need a band aid. It was her first experience with band aids. I take that back, we had one other incident about a month ago. So now everyone has had to have band aids on: her little pet shop pets, her kack kack, her kitty, etc....well yesterday there was one left. When she went to bed, she realized her band aid had come off. So she asked for another. There were none left. I assumed Day might have used the last one. Of course, this was a crisis now. But I convinced her a kiss and a prayer would make it all better. So this morning, we are all waking up and she rolls over and the VERY FIRST WORDS OUT OF HER MOUTH are "poppy, you used the last band aid." We both thought that was the funniest thing. Later we're at church. A friend of ours, Tracy, comes over with a BOX OF HELLO KITTY BAND AIDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She had seen them earlier in the week and just thought of Annalynn, who LOVES Hello Kitty, and bought them. Is that not the coolest thing, that she brings them the day we "needed" band aids????? This is just one of the small ways God speaks to me and lets me know "I'm here, I care, I see what goes on." And Annalynn used up most of them this afternoon and is now sleeping with the box of band aids.