A Prayer and a Confession...

Every night before bedtime, we say a prayer. Usually Bryce says it. It is often the highlight of my day to hear what he is thankful for and how he relates God to his everday life. We just say whatever comes to mind. Recently, Leah has wanted to add to the prayer. It is really cute! As usual, their styles differ greatly.

Bryce's goes something like this:
"Dear God, thank you for our friends and our family. Thank you for watching over us and keeping us safe. Thank you for our food and for giving us our own hearts that beat and keep us alive...Amen"

The heart part really cracks a smile on my face. This kid might be the next McDreamy. He's obsessed with hearts and how they work and why we have them. I think the obsession started when he watched the Pirates of the Carribean and Davy Jones' heart was beating. A lot of questions came up after that, and with my limited anatomy knowledge I would just finish by saying, "...because God made us that way!" Worked everytime until he started questioning God's reasoning for wanting us to be alive and so forth. Opened a whole new can of worms. Now he thanks God for making our hearts beat and keeping us alive. Very sweet! His style of praying is very appreciative.

Now, I can't help but laugh when I asked Leah if she wanted to say something and to my suprise she did! Leah can be a bit of a handfull throughout the day. I mean...she's adorable and gets a way with too much, and I often say her 'lil horns come out. For example, I was in the shower the other day and came out to her lying in a mound of clothes. She emptied out her entire dresser...and the girl has a few articles of clothing! The next day, also during my shower (you really can't take your eyes off for a second) she finds some vaseline and a paint brush and paints the wall with the most oily substance there is. I think you catch my drift when I say she's "busy."

So Leah's prayer goes like this:
"Dear God, I hit Bryce today and my mommy yelled at me cuz...I don't listen...Amen"

hahahaha. I just busted up laughing. Our prayers everynight consist of Bryce thanking God for everything and Leah confessing what she did wrong that day. I don't even know where she learned that she needs to pray for forgiveness, because I had not taught her that yet. I guess she's a lot more spiritual and I should stop talking about her 'lil horns. She can work it out with the Man, herself.