Praying with Ellis at bedtime. She's suddenly become the most grateful little person you'll ever meet.
Dear God.
Thank you for my Mama and Daddy. And my bed, and my pillow, and my closet, and my door, and my curtains, and the bathroom, and Mama's cooking, and my bunny and my Bo Peep, and Maci's bunny and Maci's Bo Peep (little stuffed bunnies that look just like the Easter candy Peeps...Ellis thinks they are called "Bo Peeps").
Can I pray to God more?
-Yes-
Dear God.
Thank you for my sister, and my Mama, and my Daddy...
-This went on for some time.-
And you know I want to point out that she thanked God for my cooking. She often picks at what I give her for dinner, so after I've spent around an hour preparing it, it's so nice to hear she's at least thankful for it. Even if she can only be conned into taking a bite of it through bribery. I don't promote this technique, but I do use it.
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