So we pray with Emma every night.  It’s been a routine since she’s learned how to say words.  I honestly wish I could video record each night, recording our conversations and esp. her prayers. 

Last night, after asking her to pray for baby Z, she said:

"Jesus, thank  you for baby Z, for Mamam and Tatay, and Emma to be healthy. 
And pink paper. And Mamam to get a hair cut because it’s messy.  In Jesus name, Amen."

This morning, I honestly had the craving to trim my hair and cut off the dead ends.  And that I did. 

God is good; all the time. hahahahaha