GRACE

My latest Gracie story is pretty typical for her... A few weeks ago we went out to eat in Waco at a Japanese Hibachi place. The kids thought it was great, so we went again to celebrate my birthday. The owner, who is named Mr. Miagi (yes, like Karate Kid), remembered Grace by name when we came in the second time. (I understand why... she can be hard to forget sometimes, if you know what I mean! ha ha) Anyway, he played with her and brought her chopsticks and introduced her to the waitress, who was named Angela. So, we have a great time and Luke and think that is the end of it. BUT, NO! A couple of nights later, we are saying bedtime prayers and Miss Grace folds her hands and closes her eyes, and (in typical Gracie fashion) says: "Thank you, God, for Angela and Mr. Miagi and the 'Bachi place. The End." No mention of her parents or sisters or anyone else, but we are really thankful for the Japanese Hibachi place. Enough said.