Kiddo is learning how to pray. She is most thankful for the hospital. We know this because every prayer starts with: "Dear Heavenly Father, thank you for the hospital." Her daddy is attempting to change this by helping her think of other things to be grateful for, but she seems pretty determined that prayers should start that way.
The next phrase used to be "nyah, nyah, nyah..." at which point she was waiting for us to feed her more lines. Now she just continues on her own.
A young child's prayer really is sweet, and she is grateful for a lot. Like two nights ago, she was super grateful for the picture on her wall, and that it stays up really well. Last night she was grateful for the sheets, and pillows, and bed, and books, and ... well, you get the picture.
She's a good example. And she prays all by herself. I am sure that Heavenly Father is pleased with her. (And probably less pleased with her parents, who often are trying hard not to laugh.)
