Tonight at bedtime I was lying in the girls’ room as Aubrey said her prayers:
Dear God, Thank you for the weather and for making it hot, and cold, and wet and dry. And making the lightning flash in the sky and for the weather. And thank you God for not flushing the earth. Amen.
Me: Emma, your turn.
Emma: Deah Gahd…hmph. No I not! I not pway.
Aubrey: Oooo, Emma you better pray. If you pray God will send you dreams. Good love dreams. You better do it.
Emma crossed her arms across her chest, scowled and stuck her tongue out at Aubrey.
Amen.
Not flushing the earth? I will thank HIM for that as well tonight!
I love Emma. I can see her little face when she "hmphs"!