Listening to the girls say the prayer is wonderful. Butterfly rambles and chats about everything in the world, usually including something about her princess dresses and getting to see her friends. Versus Ladybug, who became queen of the six second prayer. (So at dinner, when I'm tired, hungry and impatient, guess who I call on? sad but true.) But lately that has changed. For some reason, Ladybug recently took note of the large dent in daddy's truck. It's been that way since we bought it (which is why we got such a great deal) and the repair would cost more than we feel justified in spending. (sorry old friend) Taking note of the damage she exclaimed, "Daddy's truck fall down! Oh my gosh!" This was about three weeks ago. Ever since, EVERY prayer includes "please bess daddy truck that fall down and he be safe." At first, he was out of town so I thought it was extra sweet that she was remembering to ask him to be safe. But now, she says it all the time, even if he's home and sitting next to her. But it's still sweet, still important and still pretty darn cute.
Therefore: amen. Thanks Ladybug.
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