Funny Story and a Prayer Request

Last night I was putting Olivia to bed. She wanted a different book than the one we were reading, so I told her to ask Daddy to bring us another one. Bless her, she just stood up on her little bed and as loud as you please called out, "BOB!" It was a hoot!
(For the record, I did explain to her that she needs to call him "Daddy.")

On a more serious note, we would appreciate your prayers. I had another miscarriage last week. Because it's my third one, my doctor is doing a number of tests to try to determine the cause. We may never know why I miscarried, but hopefully we can rule out some of the more serious causes.
I've been having a tough time with just feeling overwhelmed, but God is good. My mom came and stayed with us for a week and took great care of us. Thank you, Mom!

We take much comfort in the hope of Jesus - we are seeing Christmas with fresh eyes this year.

O little town of Bethlehem,

How still we see thee lie!

Above thy deep and dreamless sleep

The silent stars go by.

Yet in thy dark street shineth

The everlasting Light;

The hopes and fears of all the years

Are met in Thee tonight.