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Let me really start by saying Gracie loves all of her aunts and uncles. All of them. She talks about some more than others but she loves everyone and will talk about each one depending on where we are and when she saw them last etc. I say this so I won't hear any whining about how "She loves so and so more!" and "How come she doesn't talk about me?". Understood? Great.
Now we can continue.
We pray for Gracie every night before she goes to bed. She now knows the prayer by heart and says it along with Steve. He had already done so that night and Gracie and I were sitting at the computer before bed. I don't know what I was doing but I heard Gracie say "KariMike, an Makayla, Natalie, Grammie Papa."
I look at her. She has her head bowed and hands folded and is praying for them! Tears instantly come to my eyes... until she keeps going.
"An KariMike (FYI Kari and Mike are almost ALWAYS one word kinda like beardoggiebaby, her sleeping companions) "Makayla, Natalie, an Jesus loves me" At this point she kinda starts to sing. "dis I know, da bible tell me soooooooo" I cover my mouth to stifle the laugh. LOVE it!
