Dear God...

Dear God,

Please grant me a smooth day. I know that motherhood is full of trials, but can we keep that to a minimum today? I would like to thank you for getting Heather called off last night so that she got a full nights sleep. We all appreciate that. I don't ask much. Just a clean onesie, free of poop and to keep Emma's ears pain free. I will do whatever I need to do to make that happen. I don't fear feeding her on the plane or calming her during take-off or landing, but I fear an explosive poop that we will have to attempt to change in the airplane bathroom.

Also, keep us all safe during our journey, especially the poor guy who sits next to us and probably will want to kill himself sitting next to Heather, Emma, and I. Hopefully, it will be a woman and particularly one who has experience with children.

Mostly, God, just keep me sane.

Thanks. You rock.

Love,

Mama Bee and Baby Bee