Before bed each night we say our prayers. My husband isn’t religious so it’s more of a gratitude moment for all of us where we say what we are thankful for. One night, Chloe was praying her usual prayer, ‘Dear baby Jesus, I’m so thankful for Papa, Grandma, Bessie (the painting of a cow on her wall), Cake, and ummm… more cake!’ We both laughed, so now, ‘more cake’ has become a routine thing we pray for.
Some of our other silly prayers are, thank you for timeout, thank you for mommy’s armpits, thank you for daddy’s little boobies, and thank you for that thing over there. (the last one is a stall tactic when you run out of things to pray for and don’t want to go to bed).