I used to do a whole series on Fluffy’s prayers, which kind of fell off when Kent started putting her to bed more. They are still awesome though. Take these examples from earlier this week which I took down meticulously and emailed to myself immediately after.
Fluffy: Please bless Salty because we’re really worried about him. And I’m super worried because he’s one of my best buds. If he were to get hurt, would I be happy? I’d be cryin’ in mah bed. And thank you for trying your best to help us. ITNOJC, Amen.
And another night:
Fluffy: Please bless we will have a good day today and tomorrow and the next day. Is that too much to ask? I just want to have a good day for my family–including me–and my little brothers. Because they always whine a tot. I mean, “a lot”. That was a joke, Heavenly Father.
Which was followed by this conversation:
Fluffy: I want to tell Heavenly Father a joke.
Me: That’s not such a good idea. We use our prayers to thank him and praise him and ask for things.
Fluffy: But I just want to tell him a joke, because I bet he never gets to hear one.
Me: Okay. Just don’t make it gross.
Fluffy: I won’t! Heavenly Father, Knock, knock. Who’s there? Dishes. Dishes who? Dishes the police! Amen.
I bet he’d never heard that one before.