Your 11 year old sounds like my 6 year old.
I'm back from tucking the baby in. I read her a book called, "God Made You to Love You, Little One." I told Angelina that there was a baby named Terri who had a big owie, and we prayed for her together. Then I told her that God had a BIG plan for her life.
You know, it made me think about what Mrs. Schindler is going through...how she remembers those blanket sleepers, the sleepless nights, the spit up, the fingers wrapped around hers...and you can see why they are fighting so hard.
Even so, come Lord Jesus!
No matter what, they'll always be our "babies", won't they?