This is a little glimpse of how sweet our Jonalyn is and how nothing will stop her love for people.

Friday night I put two pretty sick little girls to bed. Alyssa made it to bed first, while I finished brushing Jonalyn’s teeth. Jonalyn started on her way to bed, but stopped when she got to her sister’s bed. With her cheeks flaming red from fever and her voice hoarse from coughing, she leaned over, hugged Alyssa, and said, “Night-night Issa. I lub you.”