Today, Miss A started first grade. In her honor, I wanted to mention her prayers.
Miss A has recently become aware that she can personalize her prayers and has become very very personal with her Father in Heaven in her gratitude and beseechings. It has led to some very sweet, very tender, very comical prayers.
For example, a recent food prayer went something like this:
"Dear Heavenly Father. Please bless this food. We are so, SO, SO! thankful for it. Without, we would STARVE!"
Last night, she was praying that she'd have a great day at school, and then went on to ask that Miss E and Miss O would play well together and be nice and make good choices so that *I* wouldn't "get mad and start yelling and screaming and being angry at them." Then, she added how she knew it was hard being a parent and asked for help for me; then she paused, and then she said, "And, I guess, for Dad, too." I was shaking with laughter and biting my lip so I wouldn't bust out with it.
Thank you, Miss A. I can use all the prayers on my behalf I can get.