Our Father, who art in heaven . . .

Please help us keep Clay from killing himself. He has been pulling up to a standing position for the past few days, and the child has no fear.

Please keep me from being one of those ultra-paranoid moms who puts a helmet on her child, to be taken off only during bathtime from this stage of development until the booger has learned how to roller skate.

Please rub the balm of calm on my worrisome soul.

And please protect the kitties, who are discovering that there are fewer and fewer places that they are truly safe in this house.

Amen.