Aron, Belle, and I giggled our way through bedtime prayers tonight, as Judah prayed, in his sweet sing-songy voice:
Thank you for today.
Thank you for chocolate milk, thank you for white milk, thank you for daddy's white milk.
And for brownie, and for cookie. And daddy's head.
Thank you for my body.
Pretty sure God might even had giggled along with us. How great a God we serve who takes notice of our childlike hearts and finds delight in us.