Long-Winded

Until about a week ago, Maddie was always our go-to girl when we were in need of a short and sweet prayer. Every body's starving? Call on Maddie to pray. Want to get the kids down to sleep quickly? Maddie's our girl (i.e. Dear Heavly Fauder, tank you for dis day, name of Jesus Christ, Amen!).

Sometime in the past week, though, she has turned over a new leaf. Her prayers are now a good 3 to 5 minutes long at times. Just tonight after saying everything she could think of, she gushed, "And tank you dat we can say 'tank you', and tank you dat we say 'amen' at da end of our prayers..."