One night while the girls and I were lying in my bed watching a movie, Leah got really serious.
"Mommy? Can the baby hear?" (sure honey)
"can I pray for the baby?" (of course you can pray for the baby)
she folds her hands and closes her eyes, bowing her head over my stomach.
"Dear God, Thank you for the little baby in mommy's tummy. I love him so much. I cant wait to find out what it is when he falls out" (Hannah chimes in here with "pops out, not FALLS out"). And thank you for forgiving us when we throw up in our beds and for forgiving the baby when he throws up. Amen"
I would like to say I have no clue what she was talking about while referring to the throwing up, but I thought that was the sweetest thing ever.