Without being prompted AT ALL.....I hear this little voice (of the boy pictured above) mumble..."Sorry for being a toot, Mommy" He wasn't even disciplined for his very small offense. I loved to see our Lord at work in his soul to feel when he has not been at his best.
As if the day wasn't awesome already, another blessing was that we got to go on the Feast of The Immaculate Conception. So we left the food bank and met Daddy at Mass. What a truly blessed day! I want every day to be like that!