put in his place.

Our friend, Abby, came over with her 3-year-old, Kenzi, and her little boy, Ty, the other night for dinner. Marcus was playing on the back patio with Kenzi, checking out the flowers, the birds, and the sunshine. Our neighbors came home, and we heard Kenzi's very loud chirpy voice say,
"Hi! I'm Kenzi! And this, (pointing to Marcus, with an emphatic pause) is my PONY."

Abby and I were inside chatting, but heard the whole thing and we just about died laughing. What do you say after that?! :)

I'm still doing reasonably well. Yesterday was pretty rough, but today seems to be going better. Thanks for your prayers, and love.
brelin