"Our Father Who Art In Heaven..."

We are a praying household and have recently introduced a blessing before all meals to Madelyn. She loves it and will actually remind Kurt and I by clasping her hands if we have forgotten to say thanks to Jesus before taking a first bite (that's a humbling moment for a parent...when your 19 month old remembers to thank Christ before you do). Kurt always ends blessings with "In Jesus' name, Amen," which prompts her to very enthusiastically join in for the "Amen" which sounds a little bit like "Elmo" but we're choosing to chalk that up to pronunciation limitations rather than the possibility that she thinks we're praying to a red, furry puppet.

She's got the clasped-hands part of the blessing down perfectly, and it's so cute to see her tiny hands folded and sitting so nicely. She's still working, however, on the closed-eyes portion:

She reserves her angriest and scowliest expressions for Jesus. But we're pretty sure He understands.