14 April 2010

Dear God....

So there are several posts I've been meaning to write for, oh, months and months, but I've been putting them off because I forget about them when I sit in front of a computer. Or I don't care. One of those. Anyway, I thought I'd finally do one of them now. Hooray for you!

So Peawhistle. She says awesome prayers. Greta keeps reminding me of this and has suggested that I blog about it for a while, so here we are. I would like to mention at this time that Dear Sweet Greta willingly left her own family on Christmas Eve with no notice to come and babysit my kids (the Husband was nowhere to be found) so I could race SweetPea to the emergency room that night. SweetPea is better, but I can never repay Greta for her kindness and selflessness. Five cheers for Greta and her amazing wonderfulness!

Anyway, before Peawhistle started eating her dinner that night, she said grace. Or rather her version of such. See, long ago when PW was learning how to pray and such, I told her it was OK if she told God how her day went because I was sure He was interested in her life, etc. Since then, her prayers have never been boring as a result. It should also be noted that regardless how much I've tried to direct her prayers since then, I've failed. I've tried for months to get her to ask for a blessing on the food; she refuses and will only announce in her prayer that she approves of it. Whatever. For a while in school they were learning the Chicken Soup With Rice poems for the months of the year (which she only occasionally got right), and she would treat Heavenly Father to a recitation each evening at dinner and before bed (two-for-one!). Here's how her prayer went the night Greta heard it:

"Dear Henry Father, thank you for the day, I had a great day today. I love the food. Now I'm going to tell you a December poem. In December I will beeeeeeeee, a baubled babble Christmas treeeeeeee. With soup bowls draped all over meeeeeee. Merry once, Merry twiiiiiiiiiice...Merry chick'n soup with rice! In the Jesus Christ Amen!" (She will continue to scream AMEN until everyone in the house has said it also. It's annoying.)

Now, usually the rhyming words were accompanied by claps, or on days she felt like it, scary faces. That lasted up through December (I guess they stopped teaching the poems in school or something) and now she just uses prayer time to relive the highlights of her day, followed by an airing of grievances with me, her mother. I guess if you're going to complain about how you're being parented by your mom, the guy to go to is God himself. But this is still better than praying for Spider-man's safety, which she used to do when she was little (I guess he could use some prayers), or thanking God for SpongeBob, which I'm sure she still secretly does. And honestly, don't we all? Bless you, SpongeBob.




*I would like to add on PW's behalf that when I have a migraine she always prays that I'll feel better, and all without prompting in any way. She's a sweet kid.

8 comments:

Holly said...

I love little kid prayers. :)

Ryann said...

I love hearing that. Our kids prayers are sometimes just as wacky!

Heidi said...

Ah, prayer entertainment! Of my kids, only Jared's ever have anything interesting in them. Marianne says the same exact thing (she's got the blessing the food thing down, only she's likely to say it at bedtime or any other time she prays, even if no food is involved.) Brie's prayers consist of about five words. She closes them before she says anything at all. Hey, at least you know what's on PW's mind, anyway!

it's just lisa said...

I was laughing out loud :) Jason wanted to know why, so I had to read the post to him too. She is such a sweetie!!! You should keep her.

greta said...

okay so this is the FOURTH!!!!!!! time i am trying to comment. for some reason your blog hates me. HATES ME I TELL YOU!!!!

ahem, okay what i have written four times now is that i swear God stops all he is doing in Heaven just so that he can hear a PW prayer and laugh all the rest of the day. i mean, i would totally drop everything to hear a PW prayer as often as possible. i still crack up at the prayers i've heard at our house and yours. she TOTALLY rocks!

Anonymous said...

Krystal:
How cute! I can't wait to hear what Paige really says (she is still in the incoherent speech with every last word being emphasized. . . "Father" . . . "Day" . . . "Food" . . .etc). Does PW teach lessons?

Mama Spud said...

It's all cute when they are that age. When they get to be teenagers and even young adults and their prayers include a blessing that the food will taste good .... I don't think it's very cute ;)

Stephanie B said...

Oh, Abby, that is hilarious.