So, the other night our daughter was not feeling well (she is teething). She (and I) were up almost the whole night. Sometime in the middle of the night she was hungry, so we went downstairs to get a snack. It would be way too bright on my eyes to turn on the lights, so we ate by the light of the refrigerator! We just sat on the floor eating pancakes and milk. While I was sitting there with my little angel, as tired as I was, I began to think how incredibly grateful I am to have the opportunity to share panckakes and milk with this precious gift that God has given us.