Tonight I was putting Sarah to bed and she was saying her prayers after a bit of reluctance on her part -- "I want Mommy to say them with me," she complained. Anyway, towards the end of her prayer she said, "And please bless Daddy so he can understand."
This was not a usual request she made in her prayers and I had no idea what she meant, so after she concluded the prayer I said, "Do you feel like I need to understand something?"
"Uh-huh."
"What do I need to understand?"
"About my toys." She gestured towards the stairs. "I have lots of toys downstairs." And with that she climbed in her bed, apparently satisfied.
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