We try to have family prayer together each morning before Daddy goes to work. Lately Edee has dreaded it--trying to talk her into sitting quietly for a whole minute or two apparently tops the list of worst ways to torture a two-year old.
We are always trying out different techniques to get her to listen. One day we told Edee it was time for prayer while she was playing with her toy giraffes. Of course she ignored us, so we tried asking the giraffes to sit quietly for a moment. Amazingly, the giraffes complied. Daddy asked Edee if she wanted to help say the prayer.
Daddy: ".....Thank you for Edee"
Edee: "...Dank you for Edee, and.....and.....jaffs (giraffes)....." A little sly, proud-of-herself grin had crept on her face at this point. I was peeking.
Daddy: "Thank you for Chicken."
Edee: "Dank you for Chicken jaff."
Daddy: "Thank you for Mommy and Daddy."
Edee: "Dank you for Mommy and Daddy jaff." The giraffes had stopped sitting quietly at this point and were instead jumping up and down.
Daddy: "Please bless Daddy at work."
Edee: "Bess daddy jaff at work."
Daddy: "And Mommy at home."
Edee: "Mommy jaff with baby jaffes at home."
Daddy: "Help Edee have fun with mommy making a fruit..."
Edee (loudly interrupting): "PIZZA!!!!!"
The giraffes must have felt very blessed that day. And yes, Edee did have fun making (more like eating all the topping faster than I could put them on) a fruit pizza with me.
Oh noodles.
"Edee" and "Chicken" are nicknames for my two little rascals. The names originated from how my daughter would pronounce both her own and little brother's name when she first started talking. They've stuck. Chicken may live to regret that someday....
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