yesterday, as i was innocently watching tv, emma came up to me, with hands clasped together, and asked me to pray. the conversation went like this:
em: mamam, we pray?
me: you want to pray?
me: ok. let’s pray.
em: we pray, tatat?
me: you want to pray for tatay?
me: ok…let’s pray for tatay……..Jesus…
me: thank you.
em: tank yoo.
me: for taking care of tatay.
em: we beh tatat.
me: in Jesus name.
i love when she does that.
but then soon afterwards, she also wanted me to pray for her baby ball and then the big ball, so i did, because you just don’t know how important orbs are to a baby. sometimes, it even takes precedence over eating fried pork.
(*pic: during thanksgiving. the cousins are singing karaoke…a common practice of karaoke exposure found in filipino families…)