The Faith of a Child.

I woke up with a nasty crick (that doesn't look like it is spelled right...you know what I mean though) in my back. It is right between my shoulder blades and I have no idea how I did it. I did start doing push ups and crunches again yesterday...but not enough to cause pain. And I did a photo shoot for a NASCAR team last night and was up and down a ladder a lot of times...but had a guy following me around carrying the huge ladder and holding it for me (I could get used to working with a team of peeps!). Honestly, I probably just slept wrong, but whatever reason, it HURTS today.
So Princess P was sitting on my bed with me while I was grading C's math and said "I'm sorry you have a crack in your back", gave my back a kiss, and said, "Is it better now?" Remember the days when a kiss was all it took to make things all better? I miss those days. Today wasn't one of those days :( Since it wasn't quite better with just a kiss, she then prayed for me. When she finished, she opened her eyes and said, "Now is it better?" Oh how I love the faith of a child.