Prayers

Quincy's starting to understand prayer a little more - she's started to really grasp that you can ask for specific things that you need. This morning I was getting ready to take her to her little preschool group, and we were talking about being nice to her friends. She was being a little ornery, as she sometimes is, so I said:

"You know Quincy, everyday I say a prayer and ask Heavenly Father to help you be nice to your friends."

She promptly went to the table, bowed her head, folded her arms and said:

"Heavenly Father, please help me be mean to my friends."

She made up for it tonight though, when she gave this one:

"Heavenly Father, please bless me that I love my mom. Please bless me that I love packages. Please bless me that I love visiting grandma and grandpa. Please bless me that I can be nice to my friends."

Looks like there's a little package hint for you there grandma! I really had to try hard to hold in my giggles.
Here's Q-U-I-N-C-Y makin Max laugh.