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I love when my kids pray. It’s always an adventure to see what they are thankful for (motorcycles, eyeballs, daddy being at work), and what they think God should give them (motorcycles, more candy, daddy coming home).
The best prayers are spontaneously sweet–like this one. This was the first day we were all back home as a new family of four. Sabrina was just 3 days and Edgar was just shy of 21 months (nope, that was NOT planned). He wasn’t quite sure what to make of her or what to call her, but he was thankful for her.
