Hanna and I have begun a little prayer ritual each night. “Dear God, thank you for…” It can be anything… me, her dad, the weather, her baby doll… whatever comes to mind. I’m always curious to see what will surface. Last night, she put her hands together in prayer and smiled as she whispered…

“Dear God, thank you for ‘marties…”

(Hint: Hanna has trouble with ’s’ at the start of words…)

Then she looked up to the ceiling and with a clap of the hands yelled…

Amen!

Oh, how I laughed inside. Kids just get it… including how to pray!