Our little angel Sophia

Mom's on her way to Utah with Naomi and her girls then on her way to North Dakota to help Katie drive to Utah. She'll be gone all week(another story). Friday afternoon/evening I helped her get ready by helping her in the basement with some spring cleaning she's been working on. I helped her wash walls in our room then she washed windows while I vacuumed leaves and junk out of the bottom of the window wells ("junk" included enough spider webs and spiders that I put the vacuum outside afterwards just in case--you never know when an irate spider might decide to climb out of the vacuum hose and come looking for you). And I vacuumed under our bed. When we were done we made a Winco/Walmart run.

Saturday morning I went to our Stake Youth Conference at Teancum Timbers. I looked all over for my cell phone but couldn't find it so I went without. In the evening when I returned I looked some more but couldn't find the phone anywhere. We called Walmart and I drove out to Winco to see if maybe I'd left it out there. On the way I prayed, "Heavenly Father, please help me find my cell phone." Shows you how far I've descended into the current age--imagine, praying to find a cell phone. It wasn't at Winco. When I got home Naomi's kids were all in bed and Naomi and Mom sat on the couch wearing funny grins. It seems that Naomi had laid down with Sophia who asked where Papa went? "He went to see if he could find his cell phone." Sophia: "I know where his cell phone is." Naomi: "You do?" Sophia: "It's under their bed." Naomi: "Are you sure." Sophia: "Yea, I'm sure. I saw it there." Naomi: "Go get it and take it to Grandma."

Thanks Sophia for being the little angel who answered my prayer.