Tonight at bedtime we discussed at length what would be included in The Pixie’s prayer. Finally she began.
Dear Heavenly Father,
Thank you for me to go to ballet.
Please bless The Pirate to…
Suddenly a loud whisper in my ear breathed, “Mom, do you remember what I was going to say about The Pirate?”
No.
“OK I will skip that one.”
Please bless The Princess to…not…to…uh…to be happy and not complain a lot.
Please bless Daddy to be safe at work and to also run good and to…
She went on a while more and then,
“Mom, now do you remember what I was going to say about The Pirate?”
Still no.
“Hmm.”
Please bless him to not complain at mom so much.
And also please bless me.
Please bless me to listen more and obey. I forget a lot.
Amen.